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Being a Unicorn – Living Authentically

To be your true, authentic self in a world that rejects even the possibility of that self, is a very brave thing.  Yet there are more and more people who are doing just that.  And more astoundingly?  There are more and more young people embracing themselves and refusing to live a life that doesn’t feel right, refusing to live the lie that their parents, doctor/midwife, and society has insisted they live.

I can’t even imagine the bravery of these young Transgender individuals.  Knowing that they don’t fit into their assigned gender, and refusing to be forced to live according to some standard that insists they are something other than what they feel – what they KNOW to be true.  That’s pretty freakin’ huge.

I have so much respect and love for the two individuals who have come out to me recently as being Trans.  For such young people, to have such a deep understanding of themselves, and to know what they need to do to make things right?  It’s an amazing thing.

Far too many people (both young and old) find it easier to live, trapped in societies view of what they should be, then to make the changes required to live authentically.  So when individuals who are half my age know what they need to do to make their world work for them?  And are willing to commit to making those changes happen?  They’ve earned themselves a wealth of respect in my eyes (of course, these two people already had both my respect and love… ).

So here’s to all those who haven’t gotten there yet, to all those still struggling within themselves, living within societies view of who they should be:  Here’s to finding inner strength, to finding love within yourself, and once you have those things to finding the support you need.  Here’s to being who you really are!  I believe you can get there.

Rainbows and unicorns my friends.  I wish you rainbows and unicorns!

 

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For all the gender-variant and sexual-minority youth…

For my campers, the Alumflies of Camp fYrefly 2011 (both Saskatoon and Edmonton), and for all the gender-variant and sexual-minority youth heading back to school.  Hold your heads high.  Be proud of the incredible, beautiful people you are.  Shine a light in dark places for all those who have none.  Know you are loved, you are treasured.  Build a community around yourself.  Find safe spaces.  Identify the supports in your school or on your campus, and if there aren’t any, then come find adults like us who will support you in the greater community.  Know that IT GETS BETTER!

Be brave!  Be strong!  Be safe!

 

For my fYreflies:

*jumping up, arms thrown wide over my head, tossing glitter far and wide*

TA DA!!!!

 

 


 

Post-CFAB11

Well, I’m home and have had a day to process the whole experience.  And really?  The best way I can sum up Camp fYrefly Alberta 2011 is WOW.  Yep.  Just wow.

To use some WAY overused analogies?  The whole six days was just a whirl wind, an absolutely emotional roller coaster ride.  Overused?  You bet.  Accurate?  Hokey Dinah.  😉

I met some really amazing youth, who I know will go on to do some incredible things.  Artists, future politicians, humanitarians, writers, musicians…  Mad skillz folks.  Seriously mad skillz.

And me?  Well…  I cried.  A lot.  LMAO  And I laughed.  A lot.  If I wasn’t laughing I was crying (or close to it).  It was absolutely crazy.

I learned a lot, and had both positive and negative examples which I will be able to apply making Camp fYrefly Saskatchewan 2011 all the better.  I spent almost all of my time, fully engaged with the campers.  Listening to their stories, sharing mine, finding out what mattered to them…  and I’m so grateful that they all welcomed me so openly, with no reservations.  It really was an amazing experience, and I know I’ve made a few friends who will be there throughout my lifetime too.

I will try to share certain individual memories and experiences over the next few days, leading up to our Camp.  I had hoped to do so while I was at the Alberta Camp… but alas, the unexpected lack of wifi kinda put a crimp in that plan.  For now though, I just wanted to share a photo I took of my daughter today.  I had cut her hair the day I left for Edmonton, and didn’t have any pictures of her short do to share with everyone there.  So here she is, happy to have her mommy back (happy as I am to have her back):

Mommy's Little Treehugger!

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