I bought some of that eucalyptus oil cause the spiritual girls said it would "help with intention"

I don't know what that means... But I need all the help I can get

I added some to my shower... Cause I was trying to get my intention right

One thing the spiritual girls did not disclose was the lubricious nature of eucalyptus oil

Granted... "Oil" is in the name... It's a giveaway

However... I have never been one for hesitation in the face of adventure

Oil me

My shower was ready the room was filled with the pungent herbaceousness of eucalyptus

I pulled my the curtain... To realize the fullness of God's goodness in the land of the living

One foot planted in the red clay of Alabama... One foot ready to rest in the brave waters of the Mississippi.

I drop my foot in that shower I slipped and cracked my whole back on the side of the tub

My head wedged between the tub and the toilet

Staring at the ceiling... Wondering "why would somebody put stucco on a bathroom ceiling"

The fallen shower curtain enrobes my unvarnished body

"God if your listening... It's me"

I don't have a biblical precedence to model my prayer after...

All I have is ten pounds worth of nude shame in a five pound bag

And a single wet foot

The only thing broken is my pride...

And my shower rod... Which I imagine never thought it would be called upon to bear the weight of a linebacker sized human

But here we both are naked and afraid

And it was in this moment of brutal vulnerability that I asked myself..."is this the power of intention?"

Thank you spiritual girls I have again been humbled by fooling with that which I do not understand.

Fin.