On Rosh Hashanah it is written and on Yom Kippur it is sealed. So say the prophetic words written in the prayers for the High Holidays, that one’s fate for the entire year is set between the dawn of the new year and the day of atonement. As I think over this year of peace…… Continue reading Turning a new leaf
Month: September 2015
Transformation
We live, we change, we transform. People make many transitions, from child to adult, school to work to retirement, single to married to widowed or divorced. I don’t know that gender makes for a particularly deep transition, perhaps just yet another difficult one to gain perspective upon. In a short while I’ll reach the practical…… Continue reading Transformation
Under a Bushel
I want to find a melody at some point for this… There’s a girl deep inside of me and she’s singing me a song As I play out in my dungarees has it really been that long? Six summers in a small town that will never come again Be true to yourself she says, let…… Continue reading Under a Bushel
Future grace
(the last of today’s posts. I’m still mostly catching up with past poetry for those posts) Though the roots are buried deep In the watered muddy clay There are feelings that you keep Forever and a dayTwines the morning glory fine With the thorny cane laid bare Where the summer’s fruit lay waiting For the…… Continue reading Future grace
The Gardener
He patiently plants each one In rows both short and long Each in it’s place Just as it should Belong Perfect Ne’er will perfection come Though he try all night through There may be one There may be a few Different Beautiful The good gardener cares For each plant and each row For flowers that…… Continue reading The Gardener
Full Time at Last
The clock started ticking when I returned from P-town. I originally wanted to go full time in January, but that proved optimistic. Family problems weighed on us and the added stress of going full time would not have been a wise move. We stayed home for the holidays, which was terrible for both of us,…… Continue reading Full Time at Last
The Trial
After I had my initial adventure at the mall, I continued to venture out of the house on a fairly regular basis. As the months went by I started to spend first a day, then two and then sometimes the entire weekend (three days for me working a reduced schedule) as Rachel. I reached July of…… Continue reading The Trial
Torn silk and ruined pride
The 12 and hundred rode away Fight the evil devils they say They are not made the way we are Of flesh and bone and stardust fair We could not know them now There shining armor was so bright You saw them clearly in the night Their camps were made in line and round Scouts about…… Continue reading Torn silk and ruined pride
The Restroom
A highly charged topic. It is a standard question for every single training for someone going full time. Invariably there will be people who think the individual isn’t a woman (mtf) or a man (ftm) but some kind of predator or psycho. As if we have nothing else to do with our time at work…… Continue reading The Restroom
People
Each one separate yet the same All are called by their name The venal ones we curse out loud The holy ones above the crowd Each starts life from the smallest seed In the greatest care and need Safe from harm, filled with grace Each one has a tiny face They grow in richest soil…… Continue reading People
My Gifted Life 