Just a ramble and other stuff.
Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 9:51 pm
It's interesting how some things which we may have not given any thought to at the time are indelibled into our minds, whereas other things we may have sought to retain seem to wane into obscurity over time.
Years ago, I can remember one lecturer whose expertise was teaching anatomy, making a comment one day in class, that the first thing which develops as a result of the fertilising of the human egg is the blastopore, which later develops into the anus. He then went on to say that, in other words, we all start out being a...holes and it's up to each of us as individuals as to what we do about that in our lives in the future. This came about during a discussion as to how we should develop caring attitudes and patience towards people in pain once we were out in the world in a clinical atmosphere. I met him years later during post grad courses and we had many meaningful discussions on myself and life in general and he was probably one of the first people who had had a positive bearing on me starting to come to terms with what I call, 'my true self'.
This wonderful man passed away two weeks ago and although I hadn't recently had any contact with him, his passing left me with a huge sense of loss, and since the funeral I've been contemplating over his effect on my life and his words of wisdom years ago, and what's amazed me is the effect his words had on me without me knowing it at the time.
I can remember during one of our last chats we had about myself, he said words to the effect, "Nature loves variety, society hates it, people will perceive other people differently, depending an any number of variables, but in the end it's up to you to be yourself, don't live in denial and that in itself will eventually change the perceptions of you which the people who matter to you have about you."
The passing of this man brought back so many memories regarding things which today I rarely think of, and it's quite comical in some ways to think back years and compare them with how I am today and how I think and act. To compare what concerned me then and what may or may not concern me today.
Someone told me years ago that labels were for bottles and tin cans, I used to worry so much over what I called myself and what others called people like me. Today I don't give two hoots, people will label other people what they choose, and the fact is, if we don't give ourself a label which we're comfortable with, then others will give us one of their own which may offend us, because we live in a label orientated world. Labels are just an easy means of identification and communication. Also it's easy in this fast world to label someone rather than examine them too closely as this takes time and effort.
Probably two of the most common labels in use are the words 'man' and 'woman', even though they really don't describe males and females as such, but more refer to the gender roles which our cultures expect of them. This being the case then it's oh so much easier for people to just assume these roles than to be their original selves. From our first origin we begin to exist in an ocean of culture, which overwhelms us with mental pictures of who we are, based on things such as skin colour, sex, birthplace, as many distinctions and divisions of sexuality as we want etc. But really, we're all just born little babies. There are no men born men or women born women, it all comes down to the sense of self identity we develop and what we do about it which makes us who we are.
People can call me what they want or label me how they see fit, it really doesn't concern me in the slightest, but for those who do have concerns over being labelled, it's not the fact that labels exist which is important, it's important in how people consider them. Labels are really only social constructs e.g man or woman, but labels can have both wanted and unwanted power over people if it becomes an assumption that they're natural and uncontested states of being. What I see as important though is that if people realise that labels are only social constructs, then it's easier to rise above the definitions in such a way as it's still possible to embrace them in a healthy fashion.
Even though some people may say, " I'm just me", on one hand I agree with that, but on the other hand we're all also very complex creatures. We're all many things, we all 'wear many hats' if you like. Our evolvement continues as we go through life, we continue to add 'hats' to our collection as we go. How we present, what we do, what we become, our clothing, our bodies all become symbols of who we aspire to be.
These symbols are under constant influence by society as it searches for visions of what is and what isn't normal at any given time. Probably the greatest influence is effected by the media on these symbols, but not only for those of us who live in the TG world, but for all people. The entire fashion and cosmetics industry survives on people's dissatisfaction with their appearance. The clothing industry conforms to peoples wishes to look taller, shorter, slimmer, more rounded here or there etc. Untold numbers of women have breast enhancement, breast reduction, facial plastic surgery etc. So what's the big deal over what we do, maybe it's just some of us do it in a more obvious manner, but in the end we really don't do anything more than what other men and women do as far as symbolising ourselves.
So, to end this ramble, thinking back over what this man, now passed, mainly taught me. He taught me to stop lying. Mainly to stop lying to myself first. I remember his words, even if it took many years after for them to have any effect, but he said before I could stop lying to the world I had to stop lying to myself. Lying about myself was a form of protection in those days, but the lies were because of my denial of who and what I was and my desire to be 'normal', or rather to fit the description of what was culturally considered common sense normal. But of course 'common sense ideas' simply grow from our individual culture and habitat, which becomes a form of control, presumably for the good of the majority.
Do we celebrate who we are or do we just tolerate it? To celebrate opens many doors, to tolerate just builds fences.
Kind Regards to all,
Sally.
Years ago, I can remember one lecturer whose expertise was teaching anatomy, making a comment one day in class, that the first thing which develops as a result of the fertilising of the human egg is the blastopore, which later develops into the anus. He then went on to say that, in other words, we all start out being a...holes and it's up to each of us as individuals as to what we do about that in our lives in the future. This came about during a discussion as to how we should develop caring attitudes and patience towards people in pain once we were out in the world in a clinical atmosphere. I met him years later during post grad courses and we had many meaningful discussions on myself and life in general and he was probably one of the first people who had had a positive bearing on me starting to come to terms with what I call, 'my true self'.
This wonderful man passed away two weeks ago and although I hadn't recently had any contact with him, his passing left me with a huge sense of loss, and since the funeral I've been contemplating over his effect on my life and his words of wisdom years ago, and what's amazed me is the effect his words had on me without me knowing it at the time.
I can remember during one of our last chats we had about myself, he said words to the effect, "Nature loves variety, society hates it, people will perceive other people differently, depending an any number of variables, but in the end it's up to you to be yourself, don't live in denial and that in itself will eventually change the perceptions of you which the people who matter to you have about you."
The passing of this man brought back so many memories regarding things which today I rarely think of, and it's quite comical in some ways to think back years and compare them with how I am today and how I think and act. To compare what concerned me then and what may or may not concern me today.
Someone told me years ago that labels were for bottles and tin cans, I used to worry so much over what I called myself and what others called people like me. Today I don't give two hoots, people will label other people what they choose, and the fact is, if we don't give ourself a label which we're comfortable with, then others will give us one of their own which may offend us, because we live in a label orientated world. Labels are just an easy means of identification and communication. Also it's easy in this fast world to label someone rather than examine them too closely as this takes time and effort.
Probably two of the most common labels in use are the words 'man' and 'woman', even though they really don't describe males and females as such, but more refer to the gender roles which our cultures expect of them. This being the case then it's oh so much easier for people to just assume these roles than to be their original selves. From our first origin we begin to exist in an ocean of culture, which overwhelms us with mental pictures of who we are, based on things such as skin colour, sex, birthplace, as many distinctions and divisions of sexuality as we want etc. But really, we're all just born little babies. There are no men born men or women born women, it all comes down to the sense of self identity we develop and what we do about it which makes us who we are.
People can call me what they want or label me how they see fit, it really doesn't concern me in the slightest, but for those who do have concerns over being labelled, it's not the fact that labels exist which is important, it's important in how people consider them. Labels are really only social constructs e.g man or woman, but labels can have both wanted and unwanted power over people if it becomes an assumption that they're natural and uncontested states of being. What I see as important though is that if people realise that labels are only social constructs, then it's easier to rise above the definitions in such a way as it's still possible to embrace them in a healthy fashion.
Even though some people may say, " I'm just me", on one hand I agree with that, but on the other hand we're all also very complex creatures. We're all many things, we all 'wear many hats' if you like. Our evolvement continues as we go through life, we continue to add 'hats' to our collection as we go. How we present, what we do, what we become, our clothing, our bodies all become symbols of who we aspire to be.
These symbols are under constant influence by society as it searches for visions of what is and what isn't normal at any given time. Probably the greatest influence is effected by the media on these symbols, but not only for those of us who live in the TG world, but for all people. The entire fashion and cosmetics industry survives on people's dissatisfaction with their appearance. The clothing industry conforms to peoples wishes to look taller, shorter, slimmer, more rounded here or there etc. Untold numbers of women have breast enhancement, breast reduction, facial plastic surgery etc. So what's the big deal over what we do, maybe it's just some of us do it in a more obvious manner, but in the end we really don't do anything more than what other men and women do as far as symbolising ourselves.
So, to end this ramble, thinking back over what this man, now passed, mainly taught me. He taught me to stop lying. Mainly to stop lying to myself first. I remember his words, even if it took many years after for them to have any effect, but he said before I could stop lying to the world I had to stop lying to myself. Lying about myself was a form of protection in those days, but the lies were because of my denial of who and what I was and my desire to be 'normal', or rather to fit the description of what was culturally considered common sense normal. But of course 'common sense ideas' simply grow from our individual culture and habitat, which becomes a form of control, presumably for the good of the majority.
Do we celebrate who we are or do we just tolerate it? To celebrate opens many doors, to tolerate just builds fences.
Kind Regards to all,
Sally.