I cannot stop sharing things that feel important. So many things feel important right now that I cannot hold space for on a timeline alone. For today, allow me to pause for this particular importance: today is the trans day of remembrance. I wish I could share this story from the poets own words, as wished by us both, but due to regulations, my own retelling will have to suffice. Last week in class, a 45 year old incarcerated student shared a poem that revealed his identity in words for the first time, using the language of transgender, to our group of women and their invited audience. He shook the room with his testimony to a life lived within the wrong body, the wrong pronoun and claimed his truth with such fervor, no one could dare speak anything beyond authentic words of support. When I see the courage it takes to live beyond the identity the world has assigned to us, I am moved to my deepest core. This should not be a brave task, to simply be alive the way we feel most aligned. And yet, it is. It is particularly dangerous for those of color, for those of differing gender orientation, for those who choose to speak out and claim their truth and be seen. Today, I am holding my heart open to cherish and witness those lost for being true to themselves. I am putting deep energy into the universe that my friends remain safe in these troubled streets. And I am warmed by the amount of dialogue that exists within my expansive community - even from those who are not directly connected to the struggle. Thank you.
Posted on: Wed, 19 Nov 2014 23:05:13 +0000
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