Blessing for Queer Survival in Oklahoma

A farmhouse on the Oklahoma plains, with stormy skies overhead and a rainbow stretching from the ground to the right of the house up into the sky over it. The house, with white sides and a bright red roof, has several dormer windows and a cupola. It is attached to a covered garage or stable that is nearly as large as the house itself.

May your courage be louder than the whispers.
May your glitter outshine their glares.
May your love be stubborn as red dirt clay,
and your joy roll on like prairie wind.

Blessed are you who carve out rainbow spaces in skies that try to stay gray.
Blessed are you who refuse to shrink,
even when the world tells you to get small.
Blessed are you who keep dancing, singing, laughing, and loving—
because surviving here is already holy work.

May you know that you are never alone.
Your queer ancestors move with you,
your queer family holds you,
and your fabulousness is a revolution all its own.

May the haters get bored,
may the bigots trip over their own feet,
and may your sense of humor survive the nonsense.

Keep dancing, keep loving, keep being outrageously you—
because surviving here is a full-contact sport, and darling, you are a champion.

Go forth, beloved.
You are divine proof that rainbows bloom even in the dust.

Note: This blessing was written by Sister Sweet Suffering Tea, a fully professed Sister of Perpetual Indulgence. Sister Sweet Suffering Tea is also known as Tim Atkins.