Q is for… Seriously?

Nobody did Quan Yin last week for Q?

Well then, I’m going to have to step up and do something, because Kuan Yin (awkwardly romanized or not) is one of the most amazing goddesses I’ve had the pleasure of interacting with and really the world does not need another post about Queerness (especially after somebody’s attempt last week to define ‘queer enough’).

Kuan Yin, as y’all probably know, is the bodhisattva of compassion. She doesn’t bother going around judging whether people are Buddhist enough, or pagan enough, or queer enough. She doesn’t hold it against you if you just had a nervous breakdown and sabotaged your relationship or hurt yourself. She just looks at you kind of sad, because why would you do that, except she knows the answer, and when you don’t know she gives you a little hug and she smiles at you and that smile is the worst part, because you know she wishes you weren’t in pain but she accepts you as someone who hurts.

Sometimes I look at my wife and think, you are so much more perfect than me, and so much more than I deserve.

I look at Kuan Yin that way pretty much all the time. She’s so… I don’t understand how she puts up with me, except that it’s her nature to do so.

And if I asked her, she’d say she’s only seeing what I am, or whatever. Maybe she’s right; maybe it’s possible to love a monster. My wife seems to be doing her damnedest to prove to me that’s its possible. I should take their word for it.

0 thoughts on “Q is for… Seriously?

  1. I look at the Ogre much the same way. (And he loves me, so I guess it is possible to love a monster. Even if it’s often hard to believe that.)

    Great post, Jack.

  2. “Sometimes I look at my wife and think, you are so much more perfect than me, and so much more than I deserve.”

    I can relate. This post made me think of my perfect partner and everything they do for me without complaining, and I teared up a bit.

    I don’t have a deity of infinite compassion (unless you count Mother Mary). That must be pretty cool.

  3. “She just looks at you kind of sad, because why would you do that, except she knows the answer, and when you don’t know she gives you a little hug and she smiles at you…”

    This is Sophia for me, except instead of the hug and smile, she proceeds to tell me exactly what I did wrong, and what I should have done, and suggests I figure out how that applies universally for next time. But that’s how I end up treating others when I lose my patience, so fair is fair.

    I love the way you write about Kuan Yin. It’s so very real and personal, and I know that’s how she is, but still.

    1. Kuan Yin’ll push me into what I need to be doing, but generally she doesn’t have to tell me, it’s the sort of thing where I know and I’m just dragging my feet. XD

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