For years I’ve wanted to be clear and to make my point to Colette and Pat regarding Balfussen. Sometimes a man needs to say what needs to be said and he needs to say it clearly without couching it in subversive or incomprehensible ‘political speak’. This is not a political broadcast but more a narrowcast directly to Colette and Pat themselves. This forum is where my words will best be heard. I would appreciate a response in time. I’m sure…
What is perfection? T’is a class of a sort of a thing that maybe, I’d say, a lot of us know nothing about! What is perfection indeed? We think or even believe, we know but when it comes right down to it, we might be hard pressed to recognise it even if it jumped up and bit us in the face, as it were! Well, in my opinion perfection is not a something at all but more an airy fairy…
Well! Today I turn 66 years of age, having been born to this Earth on August 20th 1954. As they say in Cork “It could happen to a Bishop!“. It is, mind you, a little surreal as when we were young, we’d refer to ‘old age pensioners’ as if they were already long gone! We were kids and we thought we’d live forever! I still feel that way most days but my age pops up once a year to remind…
Oscar Wilde was rumoured to have advised “Be yourself. Everyone else is taken“. When you hear this, it makes great sense and yet it’s so easy to ‘sell your soul‘ for a little acceptance and comfort. I spent my life trying to be ‘a man’ or more precisely, ‘the man I thought my mother wanted me to be’. (God knows what she actually thought a man was or wanted me to be for that matter.) I laughed with a friend…
It’s now clear that my life has moved in phases, seven year phases to be precise! The ninth phase was just starting when I wrote Ode to Coumeenole including the verse ‘Seven year Phases’ about the first 56 years, or so! In the ninth phase, I sang great Irish and Italian songs on the streets of Ireland and in the tenth, I rested a while with my Love, in the charming city of Derry. Recently, I discovered Hakomi as a…
Good morning, or afternoon or whatever! Here’s a small gift I received from a great friend many moons ago in a place called the School of Philosophy. T’was a great place where I learned many things and received many valuable and precious gifts for living life and I wanted to share one of them with you today simply because it has done so much for me I had to pass it on! I hope you get as much from it…
I can see why I just plain ordinary run away from life in fear of being hurt! I’m afraid to engage lest that should make it worse! I was sent away to boarding school as a boy for being too much trouble and my every decision since, has been shaped by that. There are other defining moments in my life like the time I stood up to ‘those bullies’ in school’. I would prefer that they might have been the…
Ours was an early morning flight and the sun had yet to rise as we taxied out past great-big hangers and sleepy planes. That early morning glow, advancing slowly on the horizon and the burning orange and yellow of man’s electric light scattered here and there, warmed my little heart. I rested my forehead against the glass portal to feel the engines roar and breathed a deeply contented sigh as the wheels lifted ever so smoothly from the Dublin tarmac….
A good ‘old’ friend passed this verse to me yesterday, saying it helped them hugely to get through a difficult time in their life. It was a selfless gift given to ease my troubles during this COVID19 lockdown! I found it to be deeply soothing. I am very grateful for how caring people are towards one another during this surreal time! Just for Today Just for today, I will try to live through this day only, and not tackle my…
This blog is ostensibly a blog about what it’s like to have been a ‘crossdresser’ all my life! I hate the term ‘crossdresser’ of course! It suggests something is wrong but more on that later. This is one man’s story about the ‘why’ and the ‘what’ of it all and how it has, quite frankly, consumed and defined me! But it’s more than that too. I hope? I love life with all its ‘ups and downs’. I want to live…