leaves
I found this video a few days ago via the divine Dorothy Snarker, and although I’ve never been a Grey’s Anatomy fan, it stopped me in my tracks. As Dorothy says:
“In less than two minutes she brought up what is a universal revelation in the life of almost every gay and lesbian person. The lightbulb. Whether it comes quietly to oneself or jarringly in the open, it happens….The catch in her voice was the catch that comes from an answer you never even though to ask the question to but now can’t believe you ever lived without knowing.”
And she’s right, no matter if you use leaves and glasses or tasting a food you’ve never tasted or any other analogy, there is that moment of facing your truth, of slipping into your experience, of life fitting on a level you never thought possible.
For me it was like I was a multilayered puzzle - all the levels had to become perfectly aligned in order for the puzzle to be completed. I’d get the pieces so achingly close, but I could never quite ease them all into the exact positions necessary to bring it all together. The harder I struggled to make them fit, the more things would shift and the less likely it seemed that I would ever figure it out.
And then came the moment where I took a deep breath, and opened my eyes and everything effortlessly fell into place – exactly the way it had always meant to be. And I was stronger, and more sure and infinitely more aware of everything.
If I was an animator I could draw you a cartoon of exactly how it felt. Picture me, in solid form, surrounded by a whole bunch of other me’s …different colors and transparent to different degrees, all vibrating at slightly different frequencies and moving at slightly different speeds.
I walked through life with all those versions of myself hovering near, moving in and out, overlapping, and almost, but not quite ever, lining up exactly with my core. Then there was one day, one minute, one second where all those multi-hued layers slid into utterly perfect alignment – not even off by the smallest fraction of a millimeter – and all their beautiful colors made me glow from within. For the first time there was just one me, a same-but-not-same me (just with one heck of a big gay rainbow aura).
And even though it’s been far from perfect since then, and there have been plenty of times where my alignment has been knocked far out of wack, I know now – in a way I never could before – that the only way to bring it back to center is to live with utter and complete authenticity. That alignment wasn’t just about coming out and accepting that I’m gay – it was about what happens when you live your truth, and that involves choices in every moment of life.
And when I make the right choices - when I am true to myself and live with intention - I always see the leaves.
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Dorothy also recently posted that ABC/Gray’s Anatomy has decided to unceremoneously terminate this lesbian storyline - currently the only one on primetime TV. Read more about it on her blog.




I came out to my mother fairly easily because I was older, because we had always been close, and because I was 1500 miles away at the time. But later, at her house, I tried to explain it to her in a way that she could understand on a more “visceral” level, and what I told her was that for the first time in my life, in 45 years, I was in a relationship, and I felt NORMAL. I felt like I finally had a chance, like all my other friends who were married, and happy, etc., that *I* finally had a chance to have that, which I had never felt in ANY of my relationships with men. FINALLY, finally, it was MY TURN to have what everyone wants. She teared up, and then, I think she actually “got” it. Oh, and the glasses thing–EXACTLY what happened to me when I really did get glasses at age 7, but it’s also a perfect analogy, too.
Bless you for sharing it.
GG
Comment by GG — November 9, 2008 @ 5:10 pm