A TSA Confession

People spend a lot of time complaining about the TSA Transportation Security Administration as it clears people for airplane travel. I do too! However, it recently struck me that what I do for the TSA embodies what repentance asks of me. A little light-hearted then this week — my TSA confession …

Look at me, God, I take off my shoes
like some Moses
in front of a burning bush
or a Japanese mother
entering her paper home.

I take out my computer,
roll it away – all that dependence
on technology — and it leaves
me barefoot in another way.

I strip the things that cover me –
my coat, belt, jewelry, watch,
the little bottles of shampoo and makeup
I imagine will make me pretty.
I leave the cup of coffee,
even my last water to drink.

I lay down the carry-on’s of my life
and they roll out of my sight.

And then I am scanned –
the in and the out of me, patted down.
I am bringing nothing but me,

nothing but me —
to this light absolution, this flying.


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7 Responses to A TSA Confession

  1. Elaine Bolitho says:

    Love it Maren,

    Well done


  2. Maren says:

    Thanks, Elaine.

  3. Dwight says:

    Nice! I am at this moment on a train platform going to JFK airport to fly to San Francisco. Shall I read this to the BHS screener?

  4. revelinor says:

    All this is true unless, like me, you have an artificial hip! And then they seriously grope you. No way to avoid this! (Even a doctor’s letter does no good because they say that anyone could forge one). Last year, one of the TSA agents actually asked me if my hip was a prosthesis so that i could be required to remove it. The only good thing about that comment was that my grand children in Washington laughed all weekend about the idea of taking Nana apart!

  5. Maren says:

    What a wonderful story!!! Thanks for sharing it. I am laughing, too, this morning.

  6. Cheryl Hoffman says:

    Love this! Cheryl

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