Rain

 When was the last time you walked in the rain? got soaking wet? Choose to actually go out and walk in the rain knowing you would get wet? 

This morning I went for a long walk and though there was RISK of rain, I went anyway. 

During my walk it started to rain, first as mist, then drops, then full on concert of good Weather in the state I so much love. And.. while walking in the rain I saw very few people. Those I did come across had a smile on their face, or were jogging shirtless, or holding hands with another, or like me just out being a part of the universe. They were out, about, living and like me enjoying the clean air, the solitude, the sound and the quiet all at once. And not afraid to get a little wet! 

I thought to myself transition is a lot like walking in the rain. 

When you walk in the rain something happens. you realize nature doesn't care, it just IS.

 Similarly, Being transgender just is.  Its not an illness, its not contrived, its not made up. It just is. I am what I am. Transgender.

When you go for a walk in the rain,  you experience many things. first the weather. rain, quiet, the tap, drip, and concert of rain for miles, hitting leaves, forest floors, river surfaces, sidewalks, car roofs, housing eves,  all surfaces impacted and the resulting stillness, and quiet and noise of impacts all at once.   

 And being in this, a part of it, the rain hits your jacket, all parts and you are a part of what is happening and the weather doesn't care, you are just part of a bigger thing happening. Existing, having identity but being anonymous at the same time. Its peaceful and accepting all at once. 

As I walked in the rain, I came to our local pond, being filled with much needed water after the dry month of August.

 

And in the pond... wildlife. 

Ducks, in pairs, groups, loners, all of them just really enjoying themselves. Not minding the weather, in fact I 'd say they were being joyous in the weather, washing, feeding, playing and just hanging out. And I thought to myself, these animals are thriving, existing and just being themselves, they accept the conditions and in a sense...what great role models for living your life. 

I am glad I took the walk and that I didn't let fear stop me. I am proud that I got to experience the weather and feel the impacts of drops on my hands, face, skin, clothing and not care. This made me joyful, happy and liberating, validating, and rejuvenating.  And when I look at my place in all this today, nature a far as I consciously could determine did not care, didn't mind, accepted me as I accepted it, we are one and the same.  I was and am a part as much as everything around me. Everything was accepted and in doing so complete.