I love Ivan

So I am reading Rebent Sinner, by Ivan Coyote, and having a “thank God for you!” moment. So many familiar experiences, expressed potently and with flair.

Word choices are crucial, and fun, even with small vignettes. Ivan’s an expert, an artist.

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I left my psychologist’s office feeling odd, yesterday. It’s taken me a lot of late night writing, and now reading, to get the gist of why.

It’s hard for cis people to get the gist of what I say, even if they’re open to it, or gay. I’m a little ahead of them with my years of research, questioning and lived experience, and I express myself better in writing than verbally. So missing the gist is to be expected when I’m confused, even when they’re “aware” or trained. But by crikey where do I even go for therapy if I don’t want to educate them or have taken all year to psych myself up to talk about something and need them to get it, like now? I don’t know any trans psychologists in my town.

My ex would say it is what it is, and it is probably ok now that I have read me some Ivan. Thank you, Ivan.

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If you’re not trans and want to read more trans content, there are numerous great bloggers. Just pop trans in the search bar. If you want books, maybe start with Ivan. Distilled observation, heart and wisdom.

5 thoughts on “I love Ivan”

  1. “But by crikey where do I even go for therapy if I don’t want to educate them or have taken all year to psych myself up to talk about something and need them to get it, like now?” OMG yes!! I had that same feeling about my own issues. So perfectly phrased. You’re a gem.

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    1. I’m wading in the shallows with you, psyching myself up for a dip. Thanks so much for visiting and for beaming at me. Your inimitable beam. X

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  2. I think the best any of us can do, is look for the light of the divine in the eyes of the other. (It’s called Kovode in Hebrew). It’s easy and common to project our own junk onto the other, and forget that we are all one, we hurt, we feel shame and fear, we make big and little mistakes, and on and on.
    Seeing the other as ourselves, carrying the divine spark, is the best antidote, one that does not create more hurt. I applaud your honesty. Dr. Bob

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