Consciousness is without gender.
When we strip away the meaning making and assessment of experience, when we remove all the filters of “How am I being seen?” and attachments to identity (“I’m this kind of person. I fulfill this role and do these things in the world.”) then what’s left?
The pure presence of consciousness peering out of this human meat suit has no concern for gender or any other identity (feminist, queer, POC, trans, American, Republican). No care at all. Those are all constructs of culture, ego, relational dynamic, or geographical border.
Do people in those identities have vastly different life experiences that have informed them? Yes! Absolutely. All that very real material of circumstance and personality can be carefully and consciously identified and is still different from the present and equanimous essence of consciousness.
I was in the process of moving into my new home when it happened...
I was carrying a load from the back of the car into the house. Easily. Swiftly. I’d packed well. It was late morning and there were several workmen digging around the exterior of the house, hired by me to replace the drainage system. One of them was passing by on the driveway, precariously pushing a wheelbarrow overflowing with heavy, muddy tools. Upon seeing me he dropped it with a hurried clatter, already moving towards me as he called out, “Here, let me help you with that!”
For the last couple of months I've not concerned myself with the ridding of my armpit hair.
This has all been welcome in "hippie" or "empowered women/feminist/lesbian culture. In fact, in moments it's felt like it gives me more cred there. Its proven a bit of an edge for me specifically because I've been at the gym working out and showering more communally than I ever have before. It's also entering into the summer heat, which means the wearing of tank tops and sleeveless things.
Is when a partner can pick you over the cacophony.
When the presence of you is distinct enough to pierce through distraction.
And provide a beacon of haven delighting for a soul.
It is when you can light an individual more beautifully
than they have ever been lit before.
And then understand that they are not meant for your gazing alone.
Is transparency suspended on a spine of integrity
Where that light shines through unobstructed
By shame, need, or fear.
It is when you hold someone with all the certain strength of Love.
And in the embrace of you there is still room to dance.
Is found in nurturing reflection of radiance
Like in a room full of mirrors
Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth…
Be what you want to attract
I was recently supported in a Hakomi Therapy process that gave
me a breakthrough around what’s been stopping me from
promoting my work.
It was the last day of our second year of training and the invitation was to partner up and explore what we were creating in our professional life moving forward.
We isolated the moment when someone asks me, “What do you do?”
I could feel my heart quicken and jump upward in my chest while my upper back had the sensation of already running away. Because what I want to respond with includes the words “intimacy and sexuality.”