29/03/2023
the desire to annihilate trans people is daunting beyond measure.
trans liberation is liberation for all, including folks who now call us terrorists and want to eradicate our existence.
someday, somewhere, somehow I believe we all get a ticket to freedom. for me, tolerating fear and metabolizing otherness continues to be part of the passage, especially relinquishing the internalized self-hatred which keeps me separate from myself.
it can be so groundless this inner work, like letting go of a trapeze bar. fight, flight, freeze. like if not this, then what? will the other bar be there? can i fly? what does falling feel like? where’s the ground 😳 and does it hurt, will I die? letting go of ways of being which perpetuate separation constantly feels like this to me.
I feel so tender this morning with it all. with the disparate we of our collective state. how much it is to bear and how so many of us are suffering. I am practicing not looking away, and then looking away. building tolerance to look, feel, act and rest.
equilibrium may or may not be a breath away, but I am interested in the practice of it. big love especially to my trans and non-binary folks and to those directly affected by gun violence.
