Burning Ones

For some reason I can’t stop thinking about that little girl in India who was born with four arms and four legs. You can read about it here. I mean, I don’t know if its more heart-breaking, more fascinating, or more horrifying.

They named her Lakshmi because it’s believed she’s a reincarnation of the Hindu goddess of wealth, who also has four arms and four legs. And I guess what bothers me the most about this is the coincidence that a little girl was born looking like a worshipped god. Her parents said that they had to hide her when she was little because the circus wanted to buy her. I mean, yeah, we know why it scientifically happened, but it’s just one of those things that you ask, “could this be spiritual?” Why is a deformed child revered as a god?

Thankfully, it seems like the surgery and recovery process is going well. I can’t imagine what her life will look like. Will people treat her and her parents with contempt because they marred a goddess? Will they still look to her as a reincarnation? Will she marry? The whole thing makes me very sad.

And then someone had the nerve to say in a comment on a news feed: “This is why I will always be for abortion.”