I will never forget the moment I saw Sheena for the first time. We had known each other for years. We had spent time together, but I had never actually seen Sheena. I hadn’t even seen a picture of her. I was nervous about our first meeting and wondered if I’d recognize her. I summoned a picture of the last time we were together and tried to imagine Sheena. But when she finally came walking up to me, I did not recognize her. Who was this beautiful, elegant, radiant woman? Surely not the same person I used to know.
I apologize if this article is triggery to any of you, as it represents a departure from some of the more light-hearted blog posts I've been writing. It's not the norm for this blog, but I felt it needed to be said.
So, Ruadhán J McElroy posted a marvelous blog article on whether one's paganism is really very transgender/genderqueer friendly. I'm sharing it here.