Sky Gazing Part 2

All right...Back out tonight, gazing up at the full Moon and Jupiter, with the little blue blur that is Uranus. I could not stand it - I went and got my camera...which is a fairly nice digital Cannon Zoom...but nothing spectacular per se. So my first shot was just a regular picture, no zoom, of the Moon and Jupiter....

The moon is in the extreme upper right hand corner.

The little blur in the extreme lower left hand corner is Jupiter (and Uranus...but the camera wasn't up to catching that. *sigh*)

The next shot is a zoom at maximum setting of the moon...fairly nice for a basic camera to pull off....

So, next I zoomed in on Jupiter - and the camera promptly had the equivalent of a mechanical nervous breakdown...it zoomed in, tried to focus. Lost the focus...backed up...tried to focus. Didn't know it could DO that...So I patiently let it widget and zoom...and finally hit the button before it lost the little blur up there again. That was this shot:

Fuzzy, but its there...thats Jupiter!

I then lay down flat on my back, camera at maximum zoom, arm braced on the bumper of my car, held my breath - seriously - and waited for the camera to settle one last time out on it's extreme focus. And that's what the last shot here is - Jupiter, seen through the lens of my very ordinary little camera, doing the best it could do.

It simply could not pick up the faint bluish blur of Uranus. The focus was too diffuse by then. But having watched the two planets in the sky for days now, I can clearly see both of them, particularly early in the evening when they have been at their brightest.

So not too shabby for a basic little camera, with no bells and whistles, no tripod and no telescope. What a lovely evening...I doubt I shall see these two giants of the heavens again like this in my life time, so I will continue to observe their journey across the sky as long as they are visible.

What grace has been given to me - I am blessed!

Seen With the Naked Eye, Tonight!

I have been watching the approach of a very bright object in the sky for a number of days now and of course, it is Jupiter...closest it's been to the earth in 47 years. However, whats been bugging me to death is that there has been this faint blur of an object with it. (Note: this is with the Mark 1 eyeball - I don't have access to a telescope.) One of Jupiter's moons maybe? Or maybe I need my eyes checked? Found out I am not losing either my mind, or my eyesight, or imagining things! There really is a secondary object there - its Uranus, also a gas giant, and now visible (and please can the inevitable jokes - I am really excited about the astronomy here!!) at it's closest conjunction with Jupiter! I really am seeing it! Ok, I'm a nerd, but this is great!

Happy sky gazing everyone!

Oh, and the picture of Jupiter here is taken from the Hubble and the visible object with it here is one of the famous four moons - Ganymede!

And this is a shot of Uranus with the extreme side ways axial tilt it has - it also has rings like Saturn, but they are not visible here.

September 11, 2001 - 2010 Nine years.

Amidst the politics and hate and propaganda and rhetoric that are being flung everywhere today, let us remember the lives that were lost, and the lives that were saved and the heroes and sheroes of all races and faiths of that fateful day 9 years ago...

Let us remember.....and be better than hate.

Over due update, that some of you have heard...Back to School at Last!....

Finally, finally, finally!

Am back in school, as a graduate student now, going for my masters in Marriage and Family Therapy! This took some doing this time.... I graduated Converse with a 3.58 which meant I could apply straight for grad school at Converse for the MFT program. HOWSOMEVER...in the process of applying, I had to submit transcripts. The system applied my Limestone grades from 26 freaking years ago and in doing so, dropped my GPA to below a 3.0. Which meant I had to take the MAT or the GRE to apply to Grad school. Appeal to drop this requirement denied by the Dean. MAT available date was July 28th. Hence I was sidelined all summer. (Grumpily, I might add...)

So I took the MAT (Miller Analogy Test) and THEN we were in a OMG horse race to see if they would get the scores to the school in time before the graduate school committee met Aug. 12th to review applications. Much stress, chewing of fingernails, and many phone calls. (not to mention I had NO clue how I did on the test - its not the kind of test you study for and I walked out feeling like my brains had turned to oatmeal...) So the day before the committee met, I called the school yet again and of course my scores weren't there. *headdeskthud* The lovely lady on the other end of the phone asked me if I had gotten my copy of the scores yet, and I said, no, I hadn't - she gave me the fax number for her office and told me to go check my mail one more time - if the scores were in on my end, fax them to her and she would see that my advisor got them in time for the meeting. Off to the post office I ran! And the scores had arrived...I faxed them right then and there!

My advisor called me the day after the meeting and told me I had gotten in, and when could I meet with her! YAY! A few more bated breath moments waiting on financial aid to go through at the last minute - and you know, it's not like this last minute crap was me procrastinating! Arrgh! - and finally, I was in, signed up for classes!

Two further points of note - when I got my admittance letter, I saw that they had managed to jerk my chain one last time by admitting me "provisionally under academic probation due to my low GPA..." which means I have to maintain above a B+ my first 12 semester hours etc etc. CRAP! I'm not worried about my grades - I am perfectly capable of a 4.0 in this program! Its just the insult to injury thing, ya know? The other interesting thing is my MAT score - I scored a 93 on the bloody thing - 2 points shy of qualifying for Mensa!!!! 0.0 Who knew? I was shocked! One of my teachers said I ought to go back and try again, but I don't think so...I could just see me bombing it next time because of nerves! Besides they want me to pay for the Mensa membership, and I need the money for cheese sandwiches, ya know? But it was still cool to score that high! I had no idea!

I am taking Family Systems 1, Child Psychopathology, Ethics and DSMIV-TR for my first semester....more about that as I get into them! Boy, am I glad to be back on campus!

Will update as life goes on!

Transgender Heroes...part 2

In my previous post, I spoke of my friend, Gabriel and his daughter Claudia...it got me to thinking.

I have a number of transgender friends, and allies, and they deserve mention - celebration! - as well.

After some investigation and discussion with several of them, I have decided to respect anonymity, and not mention names or anybody else in a revealing way, nor use pictures. Gabriel was unique and in unique circumstances in giving his permission to use his name and image - others are not nearly so fortunate, as they have relatives, living circumstances and situations in their lives where breaking their anonymity could cost them relationships, jobs, who knows - perhaps their lives.

So with caution for them and deep respect on my part, here are my thoughts on my heroes.

I have friends who have gone before me on this journey...

who have begun their transition and paid for it not just with their life savings monetarily but with the the loss of family and loss of jobs.

They have faced police harassment of the ugliest kind in situations where they were totally innocent and merely doing their jobs.

They have sat by the bedsides of relatives and cared for them and been by their side when they passed away, but received no resolution, no re-connectedness with them.

They suffer trying to maintain an outer facade while around relatives who love them dearly, struggling to stay closeted because they know that their relatives' love is not unconditional, that it would turn to misunderstanding, division, rejection if the "truth" came out.

They have written intimately and openly on our email list of the challenges and changes they face, of the pains and agony and triumphs and joys of their lives as transgenders, giving the details of their lives to aid others in understanding and hope. And others on the list - all part of the GBLT community and allies who all support each other and make this list home!

...and our email moderator, who created and maintains that email list, our gathering place around a fireside of hope and love and support, and who daily, gently creates space where all who come will be respected and heard.

...my priests at my church and many of my fellow church members who have accepted me as I am - gay identified, and transgendered - without question and with total unconditional love and support!

One friend in particular..."Lucas" who has become one of my dearest friends, wrestles with being bi gendered...s/he experiences life in a duality...sometimes feeling masculine, as a man, sometimes feeling feminine and a woman. That is no easy road...the courage s/he shows on a day to day basis leaves me constantly in awe. Lucas undertakes a great deal of activism as a part of a GLBT organization committed to change and hope, and participates in the "National Day of Silence". I see the strain Lucas faces when dealing and remaining closeted with insensitive relatives who will NOT accept him/her as s/he is, but I also see a greater strain and inner balancing act and sometimes exhaustion as s/he wrestles daily with being on the inside of this situation, constantly colliding with a culture that demands that s/he be one or the other and damns him/her for being different. Lucas, your unfailing sense of humor, courage, and strength have been an inspiration for me, and given me strength when struggling to find my own peculiar place and balance in this world. I couldn't do it with out you there ahead of me holding the light!

And what about allies....Gabriel's parents who champion their son...

Lucas' parents who did an amazing turn around to become passionate GLBT supporters, loving their child as she/he is...

My friend MisBehavin' who is one of the most outspoken "straight" allies I have ever known, going head to toe with prejudice and injustice no matter the situation or the cost...

My beloved Star Child who has been my friend forever and accepted me as I am no matter where I am in my journey, always.

My honest Skeptic, who listens so carefully, and defends me and loves me as I am...

Lee who is utterly and totally with out a bone of prejudice in her body, who cannot even comprehend why someone would hate or reject another for being who and what they are....

....my two priestesses who gallantly love me, period, despite anything I throw at them!

You ALL - each and every one of you - astound me daily with your love, and your courage and your example.

...and perhaps my best ally of all...my wife and dearest friend, Dreamweaver. You didn't sign up for this journey. You thought you were getting a nice lesbian relationship, all the crazy questions of identity settled in your life, safe harbor at last. And instead you got me....transgender, FTM and all the complexity and questioning and the 24/7 presence of "the elephant on the coffee table" ...and you face daily that if my scenario and needs ever change and I transition, it puts you back into a relationship with a man, back into a "straight" identity as the world perceives it. You face the fact that the changes that could bring might be more than just skin deep, and the question of will I still be the same person that you married. It has rocked your world from end to end....

and you have risen gloriously to the challenge, meeting it head on. You have committed your self to walking with me by my side whatever the future may hold. You have expanded your world and your views on gender both personally and professionally, to the utter limit, and have taken the knowledge and wisdom you have found and used it to help others in the therapy room. You daily amaze me with your courage, your love and your honesty. I do not know where my life would be without you, this day, I only know it would be a far poorer one,without the riches you have brought my heart and soul in our life together!

All of you out there....you are my heroes. The daily courage it takes for you all to do what you do are my banner, my trumpet call, my example that I need to always continue to strive to be true my myself and to my friends.

And I love you all!

Transgender Courage...meet one of my heroes...

Meet Gabriel and his daughter Claudia

This is my friend, Gabriel. He is a transgender man who has weathered the storm of coming out to his parents, family and friends. He has not yet managed his transition to being physically the man he will become, however his feet on on the road for that journey, having found a gender therapist and a location for surgery and testosterone treatment.

Along the way however...

Gabe's journey took a terrifying, beautiful, amazing turn...he became pregnant.

I have watched him weather this storm for the past 9 months as his body shifted into pregnancy in ways that were profoundly at odds with his masculine gender, and as his relationship broke up, leaving him to face life as a single father. He has dealt with his local transgender culture questioning and denying his gender identity because of his pregnancy. He has dealt with personal issues from the past that have risen from the subconscious to haunt him. He has had to deal with health officials and staff, some who amazingly supported him, calling him daddy....and many who simply could not accept that he is male.

He has dealt with religious right wing comments and intrusive insensitivity in the name of religion.

And he has done so with grace, dignity and a courage I cannot even begin to imagine. Of course, he won't see it this way...certainly he was scared. He has been exhausted, tormented by his own body being at odds with him. He has been angry and tired...I am sure he has whined...I am sure he has screamed at the universe asking why.

Through it all though, he has never once wavered from his commitment to his daughter, to being the best father he could be to her, to weather the storm to bear her and bring her into this world, before he under went transition.

On June 27th he brought his baby daughter into this world, and her name is Claudia. It was a difficult time - physical difficulties arose, labor was induced, and a c-section was performed. A second round of hospitalization ensued as Gabe's blood pressure soared. Claudia is one of the most beautiful babies I have ever seen, and Gabriel's devotion to her is a beautiful tender thing to behold. Father and daughter are now home and safe and doing well.

Gabe and Claudia are fortunate beyond words that his family, and parents have rallied around their son, accepting his gender change though it wasn't easy for them at first, and supporting him and her emotionally and in all other ways. They too are heroes beyond telling!

Gabe will tell you he isn't a hero at all...that he has been scared and tired and less than perfect.

But he would be wrong.

A hero isn't someone who isn't scared, or tired or cranky...a hero is someone who is all of these gloriously human things and still rises to the challenge of being authentically who and what they are, and selflessly beyond that, loving and embracing life's challenges and dangers anyway.

Gabe and Claudia have a long road ahead of them, in a world that has trouble accepting that which is different. But I have faith in my friend Gabe as a friend, as a man, and as a father, that he will do the very best he can.

He plans to raise Claudia to know where she came from...and why. There will be no "Oh my God!" dark secret past for Claudia to stumble over as a teenager someday....she will know always, in age appropriate ways, that her daddy loved her enough to bear her in his own body under his heart for nine months. She will be raised free of prejudice and told always that nothing is impossible and that she is loved and accepted for who and what she is no matter what.

That is one blessed, fortunate child!

Gabriel, you are one of my heroes....and I write now about you to share with those who might read this blog so that they may know that things and times are changing slowly, that people like you exist, and that being transgender and overcoming these odds is possible!

The Human Figure...

As an artist, my favorite thing to draw or paint is the human figure...right at the moment, I am attempting to get back to just drawing the human form, for no reason other than to be doing so. One of the traps that is easy to fall into when you make your living - such that is is - from art, is that if you are working on something that has nothing to do with sales, you have the uncomfortable feeling that you might be wasting time. However...that is not an accurate measure of ones life as an artist (or singer or writer, or fill in the blank.)

When we put our worth solely in monetary terms we create a trap indeed...we are artists in all forms because we DO...we paint, draw, do computer graphics, sing, play an instrument, write, act, sculpt, throw pottery, make jewelry - and this ACTION is what defines us...not the dollar signs. The passion of our desire to create that which lies within our souls. The act of creation is also what heals us, too.

So, yes, I am working on ideas and work for a show...and it would be nice to see some sales and money - they don't call us starving artists for nothing! However, I am also making space to just do. To just be. To get back to one of my first loves which is drawing and maybe in a bit, painting, the human form. So I will occasionally post here where my wandering brush and pencil are taking me. And you will see me do male figures for a bit...and then switch to female...and if I can, I want to do some that show the dichotomy of being transgender eventually. So this is what I am up to...the pieces here are all mine, oil paint and pencil drawings. Some from life, and some from photographs.

Anybody who wants to comment.

critique or express their thoughts - have at it!

Feed back is always good!