I have been working on a new project recently, and though I don’t plan on releasing it chapter by chapter like Love is Blind, I did want to share the intro to Chapter One for all of you to read. It’s obviously different. Enjoy. -Miaxx
Something was brought to my attention the other day that had that little light bulb in my large head *ding* with excitement: the social controversy of being transgender.
Many people think they know what it means to be transgender, but do they? With the help of two transgender individuals, we present to you: “Being Transgender” with a hope to educate the world.
With everything going on in this new year (how the heck is it 2015 already??), I haven’t exactly remembered to post on here (plus I’ve had trouble coming up with any blog ideas). Here I am, though, sitting on my couch next to my sleeping kitty, sipping white tea (decaffinated), with Andrea Lindsay’s version of “Demain, dès l’aube” on repeat and I was in the mood to write something…anything for you to read.
I don’t plan to die any time soon, but if I do I wrote a poem about my requests when I do end up dying.
Dying is such a cliche topic and I’ve never understood why. Maybe it’s the way I was raised, maybe it’s my blunt personality. Either way, dying is a natural part of life and, to me, simply a gateway from this world to another. Whatever you believe in, dying shouldn’t be imaged as something to fear. If there isn’t any kind of afterlife, no need to worry–you’ll just receive eternal sleep instead.
I realized recently that I’ve never been to a “traditional” funeral. The last celebration of life I went to it was requested not to wear black, there was music, humorous stories. I don’t want my death to be surrounded by pain or guilt or despair.
People do have the right to accept death in whatever way they want, but I believe so much stress and fear would be removed from death if we just accepted the naturalness of it. Speaking of death–saying the word death–should not be a whispered thing. We should speak openly of death just like we speak of food, friends, family, love. Death is just a part of life.
It’s that time of year again! One thing fills my newsfeed: the never ending debate between wishing someone a “Merry Christmas” or “Happy Holidays.” Although I don’t want to admit to this “debate” being one-sided, I find myself witnessing more arguments over the “Merry Christmas” side of things. Let’s delve into the history of Christmas and discuss other holidays celebrated this time of year in order to decide which is more socially acceptable: “Merry Christmas” or “Happy Holidays.”
I know the holidays are hectic, but there’s always a way to find the hearth in the middle of a snowstorm. Here’s a couple things that keep my mind in check, my heart warm, and my mood, well, jolly.