Something I wrote on Quora two years ago that still lifts my heart. I hope it lifts yours. Let us all be gracious and thankful. The question was what does la vie est belle mean? I’m not French, but I can converse in it. To me la vie est belle is also an answer to…… Continue reading A Bit of Hope
Finding the Long Lost
Sometimes we think back to our youth with longing. What we did and the people we did those things with. We cannot recapture our youth, at least I can’t now that I’m past sixty and my bones are no longer made of rubber nor are my muscles as strong as they used to be. But…… Continue reading Finding the Long Lost
Transgender Erasure
The president cannot erase us, we are people #wewillnotbeerased
The Delegalization of being Transgender in America
Here in Massachusetts, back in 2016, a final comprehensive bill was passed by a supermajority of the legislature that gave transgender people equality of access to all public venues. These didn’t just include the often derisive bathrooms and locker rooms but such places as restaurants, public transit, shopping centers, in other words any place a…… Continue reading The Delegalization of being Transgender in America
From Quora: How do I become transgender
How? Why in the world would you want to be? Being transgender isn’t some fabulous lifestyle one aspires to, rather it is a state that one is born into with no choice involved. Everyone, including myself, who I know who’s trans would trade their left eyetooth not to be and probably a good deal more…… Continue reading From Quora: How do I become transgender
Why People Rarely Change Their Minds
People keep asking this on Quora, presumably out of a morbid fascination of the assumed sense of dread that person would feel. Oh my god what have I done. In fact it would be very dire, and I am truly empathetic for the extremely few people who have managed to get to that position. The…… Continue reading Why People Rarely Change Their Minds
The Old and Vanished
You’re probably like me and have a couple of friends from college you’ve lost touch with. Maybe you’ve thought about reconnecting from time to time. Some might even have tried and I hope you’ve had better luck than me. One I could only find an address for so I sent an actual piece of mail,…… Continue reading The Old and Vanished
Bad Dreams
I don’t know where they come from. Perhaps they’re part of the communal transgender zeitgeist, a pulse we all feel where ever we are like an extended organism. Thrummm, Thrummm, it goes on and it occasionally crossed by a disturbance, a ripple in the fabric. Are these the sources of my anxiety? Is this why…… Continue reading Bad Dreams
Wind
The wild turning wind buffets my days I can still see them all in the dust and the haze Those who helped and those that held back It all seems a dream like a midsummer’s nap I travel the byways blinded by tears It’s the dust in my eyelids and all the fears For a…… Continue reading Wind
Yom Kippur
It’s now a couple of weeks past. It left a better feeling for me, as I had arranged to sit with someone. Planning a little can go a long way. Still, there are these disquieting moments in my life, and not particularly at temple, where I don’t necessarily feel entirely welcome. Not often but not…… Continue reading Yom Kippur
My Gifted Life 