Autumn is my favorite season. The weather is getting cooler. The leaves are changing colors from lush green to red, yellow, and orange. It's like an artist who is painting a beautiful scene with the stroke of a brush.
I see my gender transition as the autumn in my life. There were inner struggles. There was a casting aside of previous thought patterns and beliefs. Like autumn, my life was going through a metamorphosis. Some think that because the leaves are changing colors, that the trees are dying. What they actually are doing is resting from the labors of the summer. Whatever I see the fruits and vegetables produced, it's reminds me of the bountiful harvest bestowed upon us.
I'm appreciative of the changes that have happened in my life and the lives of others. Changes are still happening. I have seen many autumns come and go. I'm still amazed at the beauty and creativity in nature. It's the same way regarding gender.
1 comment:
Gen, this is lovely. It's most healthy, I think, to view autumn's splendor not as the last hurrah before winter but as the start of rebirth, when fallen leaves feed the ground and nurture the trees in preparation for spring's newness. The infinite beauty of God's creation is found in not one moment being wasted. Our lives are no different. Our summers and winters, springs and autumns provide for one another and sustain us through every season.
Thanks for such a lovely thought. I'm going to remember it every time I look at the season's beauty!
Blessings,
Tim
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