It is International Transgender Day of Visibility. And no, I’m not going to wish you a happy one.
Last year, I was so thrilled with 3/31… I painted my nails in trans pride colors, I wore ALL of my trans-coded jewelry and I made sure I was seen and known in my community.
This year? The energy has changed.
Don’t get me wrong, I still was PROUDLY visible today in the best way that I can without my car (GoFundMe if you may be able to help). I arranged and recorded a cover of one of the most meaningful songs in my life. “What a Good Boy” by BNL I would love to write a very in-depth piece about my connection with this song for a “Musical Moments”, but I have mentioned it a few times before.
I also performed my first video art reveal sharing “Meaningful Maine Moon”
(It’s actually hung correctly, picture was taken crooked and I was to lazy to edit)
Neither of these creative efforts are particularly noteworthy. Song was my first attempt at arranging in…. 2 decades? So it was pretty limited and relied on premade loops for much of the track. My voice? Voice training for speaking has left my pipes a little tarnished (Plenty of practice for polishing though). The painting also clearly showcases that I’m VERY much a beginner. But
“If it is meaningful to you, it is meaningful”
They don’t have to be perfect. They don’t have to be grand works of art. They just have to be meaningful to me. Working on these projects and sharing them today is my way to take up my tiny space in this world and say “I am here”.
I’ll be taking up a little more space at the bottom of this post, but before that I want to return to the energy of this year.
It is difficult to describe exactly. Through the weekend I’d been looking forward to today and yet waking up it felt as though someone had robbed all of my magic overnight. Perhaps the fact that it was a rainy March day with snow on the ground contributed, but nevertheless it took more effort than it should have to find my grove today.
Frustrated and sad, feeling the isolation creeping in. I usually don’t take breaks at work (I know I know) but I simply had to take one this morning to try and cleanse my aura. Focusing specifically on this intent I prepared a quick 10 minute ritual.
And you know what? It didn’t change the energy of how the day felt… But it did change the way MY energy felt, it changed the way I felt interacting with the world, it changed the way I viewed my and our history with this day.
I’m keeping this one short, as now that the day-job and creative efforts have concluded, it’s time for some well earned R&R for this witch. But I’ll close with one of the reflections captured in my ritual this morning.
“The first ITDoV was in 2009. It was not a significant day to me until I realized I was trans. And even with all of the BS that has come after coming out and transitioning… Who is the happier individual?”
Feel free to decide for yourself:
Trans Lives Matter
We have always existed and we will ALWAYS exist.
Stay Magical
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