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Title: A Profound Thought from Memoirs of a Geisha
Post by: Lisbeth on January 14, 2008, 12:20:16 PM
Post by: Lisbeth on January 14, 2008, 12:20:16 PM
I wasn't expecting to find anything quite this profound when I started reading Memoirs of a Geisha, but here it is:
I see this as directly applicable to gender transition, in my case male-to-female. If my sole purpose is to become a woman, and I achieve that, what then? My purpose is achieved, and I have nothing else to live for. If on the other hand, my purpose is to be a woman, then once I have gotten there, I continue achieving my purpose every day of my life.
I found something else relevant for all those who feel they are putting to death their old self:
QuoteNow I understood the thing that I had overlooked; the point wasn't to become a geisha, but to be one. To become a geisha... well, that was hardly a purpose in life. But to be a geisha... I could see it now as a stepping-stone to something else.
I see this as directly applicable to gender transition, in my case male-to-female. If my sole purpose is to become a woman, and I achieve that, what then? My purpose is achieved, and I have nothing else to live for. If on the other hand, my purpose is to be a woman, then once I have gotten there, I continue achieving my purpose every day of my life.
I found something else relevant for all those who feel they are putting to death their old self:
QuoteI thought Sayuri was a lovely name, but it felt strange not to be known as Chiyo any longer. After the ceremony we went into another room for a lunch of "red rice," made of rice mixed with red beans. I picked at it, feeling strangely unsettled and not at all like celebrating. The mistress of the teahouse asked me a question, and when I heard her call me "Sayuri," I realized what was bothering me. It was as if the little girl named Chiyo, running barefoot from the pond to her tipsy house, no longer existed. I felt that this new girl, Sayuri, with her gleaming white face and her red lips, had destroyed her.
Title: Re: A Profound Thought from Memoirs of a Geisha
Post by: lisagurl on January 14, 2008, 02:04:18 PM
Post by: lisagurl on January 14, 2008, 02:04:18 PM
Transition had nothing to do with becoming or being, I was already a women. I did not need to change who I was, just improve some dissatisfying physical tidbits.
Title: Re: A Profound Thought from Memoirs of a Geisha
Post by: gothique11 on January 14, 2008, 08:47:17 PM
Post by: gothique11 on January 14, 2008, 08:47:17 PM
Thnx Lisbeth for that quote. :)