To put the divine feminine solely on females and the sacred masculine on people with male-sexed bodies only (as a couple of recent articles on elephant have done) is an extremely limited perception, as I see it.
I know that some people say that this opposition makes the world go ’round, but I also see it tearing us apart.
So gimme the boy with the boobs! And let me hang out with the girl wearing a jock! I think it’s healthy to mix things up.
In fact it seems sane.
What seems insane to me is the fever pitch of strict differentiation we as a culture teach each other and expect our selves to be based on the shape of our genitals.
When I see a male-sexed person wearing clothes we would call “feminine” I feel a sense of relief. As a female-bodied person, I’ve become aware of this sense that some pressure from inside myself is being released when I see a cute male-bodied person wearing a bra. It’s as if I’ve been carrying a burden of the accoutrements of femininity, and when I see a male wearing some, I realize that I don’t have to do this all by myself. I like it. I can identify with what I am seeing, and smile.
It wasn’t so long ago that I remember feeling a little strained when meeting a female friend’s girlfriend. My conditioning or enculturation was saying, “no.” But I say “yes.” I now find myself able to meet all of my friends and their significant others in a warm-hearted way.
The way individuals play their femininity and masculinity should be up to the individual person, and not up to the group cultural forces that seem to dictate who should do, act like, and wear what. And the more I think about it the more ridiculous it becomes to think that so much should be dictated by the way bodies appear to be sexed.
I call for us kind, awareness-seeking people to be open to discovering and appreciating the complexities in each other, rather than expecting certain behaviors and attitudes based on whether someone has a cock, pussy or unique genitals. It really fosters lazy thinking and cruelty to make these shallow assumptions about the people we know and hear about.
I started this piece by talking about the “divine feminine” and “sacred masculine,” but what I see as really important is how we view and treat each other in our bodies, which show sex differentiation (and I find that cool…). But I don’t see a clear connection between female bodies and “divine feminine,” or male bodies and “sacred masculine.” Those connections appear to these eyes to be entertainment and wishful thinking that plays right along with the status quo of cultural expectations of men and women.
And how we navigate our relationships can use a fresh viewpoint, I think, so if you’d like to offer some thoughts on the matter I invite you to leave a comment below!
Thank you! May we kindly regard people across our full spectrum of gender expression!
* I highly recommend liking Trandroid, the gender-ambivalent robot, on Facebook. This beautiful robot has taught me a lot. *