It is a silly little thing, but boy it feels good doesn't it?
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Body... meet brain. Now follow her lead and there will be no more trouble, you dig?
Emmaline, yes, it is "mere" words...but what are words?
Words are, in the end, about COMMUNICATION. I am one of the best language teachers in the world. I earn my living teaching languages, with a revolutionary way to learn English for Spanish speakers. Today the University here has even asked a student teacher to sit in on my classes for the rest of the semester as part of her internship (she is 18 years old), to learn from me, a master language professor. Very few professors here are selected for this honor. I am one of the few and chosen.
I live and breathe language and communication.
It is "mere" words -- but a window into our souls. Our true feminine souls.
We know we are female, all of us. We had a mistake at birth -- it wasn't our fault -- it wasn't even our mommy's or daddy's fault, either, because our mommy's and daddy's simply loved each other, and did what comes naturally...
Nature, or God depending on your religious beliefs, made a mistake.
We are sad about this mistake, but are we bitter?
Emmaline and my other BFF's, let us not be bitter. Let us try to forget our sorrow of hiding our girl side, for so many years, such as so many of us have here.
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Emmaline, I agree that the physical task is a "silly little thing."
Okay, I had to ask a moderator Isabel for some help with it, but I got it done. It was simple, actually. Just a few mouse clicks and keystrokes.
The form asked for my gender. A simple keystroke, to mark FEMALE.
But what is the communication significance of this action? What does it MEAN, in communications emanating from your souls, for each and every one of you girls, to make these "silly little keystrokes," to paraphrase our BFF Emmaline...you ALL did it, and those of you who have been totally honest with your souls, which is everyone, or nearly everyone here at Susan's I think...
Is it "merely" the physical ability to type reasonably competently? Is it "merely" the ability understand the basics of how to use a computer or tablet or smartphone?
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO it is MUCH more significant than this.
Because if it were THIS easy...why ddin't I myself, type FEMALE when I first registered at Susan's?
Why do some of us girls here wait awhile to take this "silly little action" of marking FEMALE, for all the world to see...all the world, including visitors we don't know. This is a very PUBLIC proclamation of our souls.
An edict. A "product release" of our femininity. We are HONEST about our feelings and gender.
Day before yesterday, was a day of female poetry for me. I am not nearly as skilled a writer of poetic language as genius female writer Erica Jong of the 1970's and 1980's. But I am highly skilled at this, in any case. And the poetry inside me sings.
I am a female singer of poetic language, because this female poetry resonates in my deepest soul, and it is me.
I bottled it up for 39 years, from age 16 to age 55. I was afraid to let JOHANNA free.
Day before yesterday, Johanna became FREE.
Why? Because this vision and tapestry of clarity made it a "compulsion" and "necessity" to share with the world. In public.
My female boss at the University today was looking at my breasts and nipples, rather obviously. I am new to this. The 12-year-old girl is on my outside, a little awkward now, I am in the "awkward" stage of my female physical REALITY. No matter, I am euphorically happy.
Physically, I am a 12-year-old girl, who has just enterted puberty.
Mentally and emotionally, I am the eternal female in my soul, and linked with my eternal female sisters.
To again paraphrase our BFF Emmaline...
QUOTE: "Body... meet brain. Now follow her lead and there will be no more trouble, you dig? UNQUOTE
Emmaline speaks words of feminine GENIUS. "Silly" little words -- but what are words -- are they really "silly"? -- or something more --
Words are COMMUNICATION, in the end.
Jumping outward from our souls.
My breasts were jumping outward to my female boss today at the University.
MY FEMALE BOSS ALMOST SEEMED TO BE TALKING TO MY BREASTS TODAY, RATHER THAN MY FACE.
Like any girl, I was of course flattered. It is great and new for me, I have no need yet to feel resentful of this ("I have a brain, I am not a bimbo with breasts").
This was when my female boss was delivering the great news that I am one of the few Professors to have the honor of having an 18-year-old female intern teacher, a major in foreign language teaching, sit in on my class for the entire rest of the semester until December...
Yet, my female boss, in delivering this joyous news to me, COULDN'T KEEP HER EYES OFF MY BREASTS.
She was talking to my mind, but she was for sure TALKING TO MY BREASTS.
My female boss, who is about 35 years old, a black female, stared at my breasts about 75% of the time, and at my face only 25% of the time.
Is Johanna a "bimbo with breasts"? ROFL, just too funny. LOL.
Or, more likely is...
Johanna's breasts are a physical affirmation, protruding outward, growing...
To mirror the growth and FLYING FREE emerging, of the true female soul of Johanna, that has been there since the birth of Johanna, and repressed for so long...
Johanna is free.
And "body is getitng closer to matching brain."
Once we are SURE on the inside, female hormones then put of physical reality into balance...
NOW Johanna needs to have PLANS on Johanna's emerging breasts and hair, on plans to have the rest of the world, understand an interact peacefully, with the now PHYSICALLY MORE AND MORE FREE, Johanna.
The "mere keystrokes" of Johann's gender change to FEMALE here at Susans, simply reflected the "moment of clarity" from Johanna's soul...
JOHANNA IS FEMALE.
JOHANNA IS HAPPY.
JOHANNA IS EUPHORIC.
JOHANNA IS FLYING.
JOHANNA IS FREE.
Most important of all,
Johanna is Johanna.
