To a great extent, trees have allowed for clarity and self confidence to reside in me permanently. Nature in its constancy is vulnerable, alive, confident, paced and ever in process and presence. Nature reminds me that it’s perfect to just BE. Nature holds me as it anchors me in the truth of now. Verdancy, especially, allows me to exist in the expansiveness of love. It is healing for me to commune with the earth and surrender to its push and pull. My identity reclaims and redefines my idea of male-ness, conforming to my own rhythm.
I identify as a trans-man and, like nature in its vulnerability, I am ever changing.