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J

Me Myself and I, My creations, reality check, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Okay, so first disclaimer. I took cannabis meds tonight to help my state of being. I may be struggling enough that I took a little more than usual, and thus I’m feeling it tonight. Not bad, actually quite good, I just felt I should note that I’m writing from a slightly-altered state of mind.

I had a thought
I'm not sure how it was brought
I wondered if she'd rather be called 
J
I grew up with a brother that went by
JJ
He had a feminine side
Father tried to beat out of him
Dad given nickname
He came to hate
I wondered if that was why
He preferred
JJ
JJ is androgynous
It doesn't pick a side
It doesn't let you decide
So would be J
She grew up a girl
With behavior more befitting
A boy
I relate
Mud pies, skinned knees,
Playing war as long as
My brother didn't win too much
She had sisters and parents
Of similar age as mine
She was born a girl after all
Who would think different
I heard my father's words
Echo bitterly:
"If it looks like a duck, quacks like a duck...."
Bullshit of generations past 
Too weak to allow for more
Turning them to cowards of
Either/or
I want to allow more
I want to honor differences
I want to respect those that deserve
Respect 
Just for being them
So I reach for
How
How do I ask
From genuine concern
And not sound like
An Ass
I'm not good at this
Because our generation was
Those that admitted
We were
Different
But labels
Weren't firm
Weren't decided and settled
There wasn't discussion or education
And didn't get used accurately
Often
Parents were oblivious
They thought they were
Doing great
But never noticed
The poor example set
For learning to
Respectfully acknowledge
Individual vessel
For a much greater self
So even this unique
SELF
Doesn't always know
How to be addressed
I've been called
T
And it's just fine
Ambiguous
Allows for
Flexibility
I still like
My feminine
Celtic Wise Woman
Name
Near my heart
For being
My choice
But I have
And always will
Keep up with
The boys
Whenever it matters
To ME
So Ambiguous
Sounds good to me
Because I can be
Girly girl
Manly Woman
One of the boys
Whatever
I need
In any moment
It allows for
More me
To just
BE
      ~ Treasa Cailleach

May you always know how to ask respectfully. May you see more possibilities for yourself and others. May you find a way to honor the whole of someone you care about. May you be patient with those that are doing their best to improve. May you be equally patient with yourself for aiming for those same and even more improvements. May you have love in your heart for every uniqueness. Above all, may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Finally

Me Myself and I, Menu, My creations, , , , , , , , , , ,

At least for today, this will be my final post. It’s one of those days, I’ll take it while it’s flowing and I’m able to weasel a moment to type. BTW, my middle post had two stanzas added after I hit publish, edits happen. If you caught it before I finished editing check it out again.

What does
Love 
Of
For
Self
Look like?

Is it
Clothes worn
Replaced
Often
As body size
Dictates

Or rewards
Earned
For having
Won
Battles
Waged
Internal

Is it
Flowers
Plants bought
Beauty
To brighten
A space
To enjoy
Everyday
All year

Is it
Treating
One's self
With
Respect
In words
And actions
Because
Respect is Earned
And self
Definitely
Earned it

Is it
Loving touch
Sensual
Exploration
Or palpable
Fixing of
Muscular woes
Easing discomforts
Soothing nerves
Relaxing
Body

Is it
Quiet
Stillness
Brain's
Breath
Giving self
Safe space
To BE
SELF
Still
Calm
Centered

Is it
Activities
Creative
Enjoyment
A Presence
In the world
With loved ones
Doing
Making
Memories
Filling
Lifetimes

Or is it
All of the above
Anything
Everything
You would
Do to
Give
Another
As affection
All are
Valid
To show the
Same affection
To self

Self is
Pure
Positive
Beautiful
Radiant
You

Self
Knows more
Feels more
Loves more
Accepts more
Handles more
Cares more
Creates
So much more

Self is
Amazing
Kind
Compassionate
Caring
Loving
Healing
Beautiful
Exuberance

You
Cannot
Not
Love
Self

Self
Is
Perfect

Give
Self
The best
You
Are able
And learn how
To improve
On abilities
To honor
Self
So it will
Always
Get
Better and
Better

You
Deserve
You
Deserve
Self
Deserve
Better
Always

    ~ Treasa Cailleach

Love yourself and all that you do. Honor yourself, respect yourself and show yourself you deserve the best you’re able. Your inner pureness has earned every last bit of loving honor. An it harm none, do what ye will. Above all know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

And Another

Me Myself and I, Menu, My creations, , , , , , , , 

Masculine
As woman
Playing the man
For feminine
As man

Wonders
Ponders
What lIfe
Might be like
In roles
Different

What if
Masculine
As woman
Played man
For a real
Woman

What if
Masculine
Could be
Released
To simply
Be
Woman
With
Man

What if
Masculine
Was released
To just be
Woman
Regardless
Of
Biological
Or
Psychological
Gender
Or 
Identity

Or what if
Any 
Or all
Of them
Let be 
Masculine
And/or feminine
As the moment fit
Yet supported
Fully
Regardless
Of physical structure
Genetic or
Psychological
Societal
Labels

What if
All
Were possible
Simultaneously
Abundantly
Amorous

One can
Imagine
One can
Dream

One only
Needs
Go
Within

All things
Possible
In the
Mind's
Eye

Perhaps
That alone
Is all
Needed
For a slice
Of heaven

Perhaps
Letting go
Is simply
Realizing
It's all
Inside
Anyway

The outer
Rarely
Needs
Change
For the inner
To feel
Better

    ~ Treasa Cailleach

May you understand your role. May you see where you fit. May you enjoy your imagination regardless as to it’s manifestation in your world. May you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti