I am so caring to my own life / Since i remember it's mine / I love dearly / and with gentle hands
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I am so caring to my own life / Since i remember it's mine / I love dearly / and with gentle hands

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Akseli Gallen-Kallela â "Spring" (1900)
by Anita Austvika

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This one is pretty straight forward. It was written at a time where I was kind of on my own, and where I fell into my love of the natural world. As time goes on, itâll be clear that I have a love for nature and a tendency to embrace the truly human parts of existence.
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im just so happy i live in a time period where actual meaningful biological transition is possible. even if we lose rights or the ability to exist in public, nothing can turn back the clock on that, and just by having any sort of access to that our lives are made immensely better. millions of our sisters throughout history would never have dreamed of a day where they could have what HRT does for us.
please don't lose the plot of this. if you're a trans person on HRT you're a living miracle, the dream of hundreds of millions of your ancestors. your lives are all deeply meaningful no matter what anyone says.
A prayer by Kalonymus b. Kalonymus ben Meir that appears in his poem ץפר ××× ××××, ×× Sefer Even BoḼan (§13), describing the author's wish t
Cursed be the one who announced to my father: âItâs a boy!"... ...How could he twist the course of the stars so much? How could he have erred so in his astrology? A lying tongue, a foolâs mouth it had given him For he foolishly transformed justice to poison He altered the law and transposed the lines
Oh, but had the artisan who made me created me instead â a worthy woman... ...I would say "how lucky am I"
Father in heaven who did miracles for our ancestors with fire and water... ...Who would then transform me from a man to woman? Were I only to have merited this being so graced by goodness...
What shall I say? why cry or be bitter? If my father in heaven has decreed upon me and has maimed me with an immutable deformity then I do not wish to remove it. the sorrow of the impossible is a human pain that nothing will cure and for which no comfort can be found. So, I will bear and suffer until I die and wither in the ground. Since I have learned from our tradition that we bless both, the good and the bitter I will bless in a voice hushed and weak: blessed are you [HaShem] who has not made me a woman.
I think I'm gonna go lay down for a little while.
Julia Mordvinova Gilje (Russian/Norvegian)Â Â
âA mycelial network is a map of a fungusâs recent history and is a helpful reminder that all life-forms are in fact processes not things. The âyouâ of five years ago was made from different stuff than the âyouâ of today. Nature is an event that never stops. As William Bateson, who coined the word genetics, observed, âWe commonly think of animals and plants as matter, but they are really systems through which matter is continually passing.ââ
â Merlin Sheldrake, Entangled Life

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Laura Aguilar is a Los Angeles-based photographer whose work mines the intersection between feminism, body image, queer politics, and latinx identity. Her earliest works depicted latina lesbians in intimate portraits, calling to mind the frankness of Catherine Opie, while her best known series features self-portraits of Aguilar posed nude in the California desert landscape. These photographs are instantly striking, finding in the artistâs body formal elements that echo the landscape itself, as in its doubling here with the giant rock that eludes the frame. Aguilar also forces our gaze onto a body that does not conform to stereotypical images of latinx or feminine identityâa body type that is not so much othered as invisible, despite its ubiquity. The artist originally began to produce these photos as a means of grappling with her own issues with weight and self-acceptance, but quickly came to see them as something more. They offer a profound, ambivalent vision of woman and nature. We see Aguilar dissolve into the landscape in search of anonymity, at the same time that she reclaims the pride and beauty in her body far removed from the society that rejects it.
Laura Aguilar, Grounded #111, 1992