Monday, March 2, 2015

Not Another Manic Monday

In a continuation of Friday’s post, that was prematurely released the evening before the intended date, our heroine continues to promote the short version of communication by asking, “What’s your LBL?” As she considers the acronym she asks herself if the target shorty is too close to the lipoprotein conversation as in Low Breastline Lipoprotein.  She ponders the potential confusion and decides to explain what LBL, in her parlance is.
With this introduction from the narrator, you have a glimpse into the three cogs and two gerbil wheels that turn in your writer’s head.  Let’s move back to speaking in the first person.
LBL, in Nikkidom is Leave Behind Legacy. Yes, I’m on that kick again.  The latest rumination comes from a leisurely Saturday afternoon wandering aimlessly around the floor of the Atlantic City (Frantic City in Flintstoneland) Convention Center.  The antique car show was in full swing.  By some accounts the volume of activity represented a small fraction of the good old days.  There were all shapes, sizes and colors of vehicles from the Model A to the latest high performance sports car that would be swallowed up by the cavernous breaches in road surface the permeate the network of paved vehicular passages.
But this is more about the people than the vehicles.  Yes, there were all shapes and sizes of people also.  What struck me was the variety of reactions to the four beauties gracing the aisles.  There were gawks, stares, under the breath comments and snickers.  There were also greetings and conversations that gratified and satisfied.  We were in afternoon mode, casual but not ‘just out of bed casual’. The under the breath comments, furtive looks and snickers are what prompt this post.
The mind is a terrible thing to ruin with preconceived notions about people, places and things.  Are we destined to be the instantaneous society?  Drop a thought onto the heating coils of our mind and we formulate a conclusion?
In a world obsessed with entertainment at the expense of discernment; when talking heads have no respect for each other that three or four talk simultaneously creating a cacophony of unintelligible chatter, we should set the example.  Being thoughtful requires self-control and the willingness to listen first and respond second.  A famous actor once said, “Be long on ears and short on mouth”. Not bad advice.  We’re all susceptible to ‘ready, fire, aim’ or ‘fire, aim, ready’ responses.
Rapid fire conclusions can be effective if you are trained to process facts efficiently and effectively.  I’m not skilled enough to be counted among the elite of that mental category.
“What’s your point Nikki?”  The people who snicker and comment about us are most likely devoid of mental acuity and discernment.  They are either too busy to gather facts before processing to a decision or they’ve lived in an sheltered or cloistered environment of pristine monotony that anything off the center line of their straight and narrow is difficult or impossible to fathom.
Yes, it is this world into which we enter as the person we long to be.  It is our strength of character and in some cases ‘devil may care’ attitude that crosses the moat, scales the walls and breaches the battlements of insular thinking. Being a pioneer is difficult – uncharted territory and arrows in the back the potential byproducts.  But we venture beyond artificial limits, intent on instigating change.
Let’s strive to make a difference, a positive difference.  If we don’t already love who we are, we’re getting there.  One of our legacies should be to engender initial understanding and ultimately acceptance for who were are and what we are.  We will then be present on the “when” – an identifiable marker on the timeline of history. 
Let’s make 2015 the year of creating the legacy.  The legacy of transgender understanding and acceptance that will make the world a better place.  Who knows, we might positively impact world opinion in ways only the most nimble of minds can fathom.
Have a wonderful day.

Love and hugs, Nikki Nicole DeCaro

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