Moonlight manhood

[Spoiler alert: some details about the movie “Moonlight”.] Last night I finally watched the movie “Moonlight”.  I think it’s one of the most beautiful films I’ve seen. It presents profound coming-of-age themes made more complicated by male homosexuality in the marginalized black community. There are many instances and explicit scenes of bullying but the violenceContinue reading “Moonlight manhood”

Non-binary genderqueer: Hell Yeah!

Today’s one year & two months after my gender-affirming top-surgery and exactly a week from the anniversary of my first, long-awaited & liberating, fully bare-chested climb outdoors after surgery.  Today’s also the day my mentee defended his M.S. thesis after having worked under my (& my advisor’s) supervision for almost two years.  Of course, IContinue reading “Non-binary genderqueer: Hell Yeah!”

Losing my gender

[Trigger warnings: mentions of transphobia, homophobia, misogyny and ensuing, potential, harassment.] I am non-binary. I am genderqueer. I am trans: a trans-guy but with the part “trans” being particularly important to me. There’s a boy in me but there’s also a girl — and so much more — so much in between and so muchContinue reading “Losing my gender”

“Gloria”: a hymn to gender-nonconformity

I stumbled upon the song “Gloria” by the band The Trials of Cato by chance in one of my Spotify playlists that I listen to while running. And as soon as I caught the lyrics, this song found a deep & warm place in my heart. I’d like to share this song with all thoseContinue reading ““Gloria”: a hymn to gender-nonconformity”

Scary threats in my dreams

I’m feeling tired and delicate and fragile.  I feel a desperate need to relax, to let go completely, almost melt, but unable to do so. I can never fully let go. Never ever.  I’m not even able to get restful sleep. I’ve been having recurring dreams with looming dangers and threats in them for severalContinue reading “Scary threats in my dreams”

“Life is made of moments”

My climbing buddy brought up this favorite phrase of his (again) on the weekend of my double anniversary celebration at the end of January. I think he meant it in an uplifting way when he said it as we stood around chatting after having gone out dancing at the queer club.  I’ve been thinking aContinue reading ““Life is made of moments””