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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—

    While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—

            Only this and nothing more.” EAP

 

Oh, the times I have sat and pondered, not a curious volume of forgotten lore, but of the lore that is me; who I am right now, today, this very second in time. Affixed to a chair, on a spinning big blue marble hurtling through the abyss of space.

Who am I? What am I? Why am I? Just a subset of the questions we all ask ourselves innumerable times throughout our lives. Your questions are no different than mine. The difference is the stage, and the actors on that stage. “The whole world is a stage”. Remember?

So, who am I really? No one special. But at the same time, I am the most special "me" there is. Because there is no me, like me, anywhere near me; so, I must be "me." Sounds quite easy and logical. Well, maybe on the face. And if it were, I’d just be a facade; of something. No, I am a very complex system of tiny things, all working in concert and harmony with one another. When one part of the system is having an off time, the other parts pitch in to pick up the slack. When the physical me is tired and worn down, my brain helps everyone get under the covers, and the brain slows the others down to help them rest, while it goes about cleaning up its own house.

What am I? Well, at a very high level, I guess you could say I’m human; given that I seem to more closely resemble other humans, as opposed to say, a petunia, or a rock, or a dolphin. I have worn many guises over the years; as I grew from infant, to toddler, to youngster, and on and on. As with all humans, I have "morphed" right along with everyone else. My guise is no different than anyone else’s guise. All human guises are unique, as unique as our eye color, the hairs on our head, or our fingerprints. Such a boring existence should all our guises be identical. If that were the case, I would probably long to be a petunia, or a rock, or a dolphin.

Why am I? Well, I do have my suspicions, and what I believe. But why ‘me’? Why now? Why here? Why; because the world needs me here, and now, and in the guise I possess. And at exactly the same proportion, that I need of each and every person roaming this big blue marble at this point in time.  As the phrase goes, ‘no one is an island unto themselves’. We all need each other. We all give and take, from each other, to help us all grow.

So, as I write this, pondering, not weak nor weary, as I gaze out my window at the tiny speck of marble visible to me, who knows how many are in their cars, or homes, or at work or play, to which may be suffering. Or maybe enjoying life to the fullest... Somewhere, a new human is taking their first breath, while another is taking their last. One has fulfilled life’s reason, while the other is just opening up their new book.

A book filled with blank pages. A book that they keep in their mind, tucked away and safe. A book that can be filled with whatever wondrous things are along the path they choose to follow. A book, while very private, will have a momentous impact on all those they come in contact. A book that will chronicle all those that they come in contact with themselves.

I wonder how many books I am in?

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I am 71, been on HRT since 11-2021. My Insurance just came through to cover my GRS. It's never too late to live your authentic self. I'm fortunate to live in Oregon where politicians don't try to play Doctor. Best wishes to all!

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Lovely meditation. Who am I? An awareness, nothing more, except that "I" am connected to the awareness in everyone, and of Source! I have certain things to learn and express while I'm here. My hope is I rub off on everyone around me in a good way. I'm going on 68. On HRT for 6 months and looking forward to some facial feminization and bottom surgery results, hopefully next year. I am customizing my body to more accurately represent its operator. I don't have to reincarnate, so I am making this life the best one ever. Blessings All.

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Oh, I love Poe! Can you imagine a kid who asks for a book containing the complete works of Poe as his middle school graduation present? Yeah, that was me. "The Raven" is a cool poem, but not even his best. Of course, to read Poe, you need to have a good dictionary at hand. But he's a great stimulus to expanding one's vocabulary!

And you dabble in Shakespeare as well? ("All the world's a stage") The Bard has something for everybody, and for every mood. If you're depressed, MacBeth's closing soliloquy will speak to you: "...Out! Out, brief candle! Life is but a walking shadow. A poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more. It is a tale, told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." (OK, if you're depressed, avoid that one.)

But why "you," Michelle? Why here? Why now? A basic answer to that last one is that some 9 months before you were born, your parents . . . well, you know. Why you? Who else could you have been, without being somebody else? Why "here"? So far as is presently known, there is no other planet where you could have been born and, if you're thinking more locally, again, that's likely down to your parents. It's really best not to overthink these sorts of things. There really is no grand galactic conspiracy or "plan" behind everything (although humans do have a proclivity for constructing belief systems that aver such "plans.")

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I adore this for it has a different meaning to everyone who reads it, sometimes its good to be reminded that we are ourselves for the reason of growing and facing our unique fears and problems. EAP is a wonderful addition. Nice to see this and hope you are well Michelle- Andrew V.

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Sublime. You leave me a lesson and a reflection in this wonderful article.It's beautiful. It is life itself.
"I am myself and my circumstances," said a conspicuous Spanish philosopher Ortega y Gassett.. It's what contributes to who we are. We are unique. I don't think even a clone would be identical to me. You've found an effective st5yle to present it, Michelle. Life is complicated and you have to find a way to make the most of it because it will not happen again.
We can do nothing but live the life we have been given to live the way we want to live it.
You make me wonder how many books I am in? I just hope they are pages that show the beauty of life despite the sufferings.I trust to be a pleasant character with my virtues and my defects as any other human being.
I hope that one day we will live together in peace and harmony.
And I pray that the intolerance of some epople does not affect me. I "Quote the Raven: Nevermore"
Thank you very much!

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