Pregnant Transmen????

There is now a '2nd' trans man that has decided, for whatever reason, to make their pregnancy public. Some, in the transgender community, are outraged and others have been understanding or at least have thrown out the 'its his body to do with as he wishes' words of support. Some have even gone as far as to get upset because a radio commentator has spoken his feelings on the air. Well, I know we are talking about it, so why shouldn't they?

I have to admit to being torn. On one hand, I'm like it is his body. However, I'm also thinking about our community overall and how much work goes into our very existence every single day. Many of us have worked real hard at gaining respect for our decision to change sex and gender and to educate everyone on what that means. We are still in the throws of fighting for job, housing, marriage and bathroom equality. Now, once again, someone has chosen a bad time to stop up the drain with their own personal agenda, not thinking about how it will effect the community overall.

This is no different then how many people in communities of color respond when someone does something that will inevitably cast a shadow of doubt on us all. You can say what you want, but you know it is the same feeling and its not a good one. A transgender sistah of mine asked me yesterday, 'why can't a man just be a man?' Well, this is another difference between the white community and the POC community.
When we, as people of color, decide to change our gender, for the most part we stick to it pretty damn heavy.

We have stated emphatically that we are MEN just like other men and now we are saying what? That we can have babies anytime we want. So, we are not like other men, i guess. I know my Mistress would say that we aren't because if we were she would not have me in her bed or having sex with me. So, we are different? I know when I 'knew' I was a man, having a baby wasn't anywhere in my plans because I didn't grow up around men getting pregnant, but I guess the world is changing. The question is still what will these changes cost us?

Loss of a Friend

Yesterday we commemorated the life of Martin Luther King Jr, who gave himself in service so others could live a better life. Well on January 14, the transgender community lost a man, Dr. Maxwell Anderson, who also lived a life in service. Maxwell helped so many people transgender and allies, to live a better life. Maxwell was is well known for partaking in Southern comfort, a documentary that focused on Robert Eads a transgender man who died of ovarian cancer. Robert and Maxwell were good friends. Actually Maxwell past almost ten years to the day that Robert did. It is the belief of many that Robert and Maxwell are enjoying each others company, probably throwing back a few beers, looking down on us and cracking up at all the hoopla everyone is going through.

It was indeed to be able to call Maxwell friend and I am sure many are able to that. He was the type of person, who you felt warm and fuzzy with immediately after meeting him. He was always enjoying life and those around him. Maxwell loved deep and hard and it showed in all he did and that was done for him. Tomorrow we will all gather to say our final good byes to Maxwell, trusting and believing that he is and will continue to walk with us in all we do.

The best way to continue Maxwell's legacy is to continue to help one another be the best we can be.

Jesus-Perfect Example of a Good Bottom

There has always been a big divide between the so called 'Religious community' and those they consider us to be 'sinners'. I'm sure because of this I will get some flack for this blog, even from those who consider themselves liberal minded. When it comes to BDSM, many have no idea who we are or how we truly live. As a submissive in the Leather/BDSM/ Kink community, it is clear to me that Jesus was a perfect example of obedience to a Daddy/Dominant/Master. Jesus accepted his calling in life as one who was meant to serve and did so with no question and very little resistance. In a short story written by Phoenix Flora for the book Some Women, she writes: The crucifixion. "What better example is there of how to be a good little boy for your daddy than our very own Jesus of Nazareth. The details could fill a thousand fantasies. The soldiers-UNIFORMS- blindfolded him and tied him up. They dressed him in drag. Then they stripped him of his clothes in front of a multitude of people. Then...then those big hunky soldiers beat the daylights out of him. Blood dripping down his body...Crack! Every Easter we are reminded of his masochism. We celebrate it. But we mustn't forget his humiliation amidst all this delicious pain. Oh no. The people gathered and laughed at him, called him names. They spat on him, made him grovel on the ground. He submitted to all of these things, not arguing with any of them, just to please his daddy. Yes, that's right, just to please his daddy. Teach me to be like you, Jesus. We should all be such good bottoms."

The Reason for the Season

Ok, so its 3 days before Christmas and 4 days before the beginning of Kwanzaa and I have no idea what I am doing for the holidays. Normally, this would make me very depressed, however, this year I am okay with it all. The thing that I think is funny is that we always assume everyone else has plans for the holidays. No one ever bothers to ask what other people are doing. By asking, we may prevent someone from spending the holiday season alone.

My Goddess is suppose to be going away for the holidays, however, she managed to catch what looks like the flu, so that may not be happening. Also, because she is sick, she hasn't been able to work and she is self employed. This has put a damper on things as well. I'm not very financially fluid, at this moment, so things aren't going like they should. However, it seems to be a recurring theme for me, this time of the year. Throughout the year I am fine, but when October, November and December role around, finances always get tight. Now admittingly, this has to do with the fact that I always seem to move in September and because I collect Disability and each state has their own Medicaid system, I have to reapply and wait for everything to go through. That means I am $96 short every month until they fix everything. This year, Atlanta seems to be taking extra long with the process.

My cousin, that lives in North Carolina offered to get me to him and then they were going home, but who likes to go home with no money. Honestly, if My Goddess goes away, I will go back to my place and watch sports on tv all day.

I'm trying to get into celebrating Kwanzaa more then Christmas, anyways. I'm warn out by this Christmas commercialism and the whole so called meaning of Christmas. No one really knows the meaning of Christmas. Christians have no idea that Christmas has nothing to do with Jesus per say, but with a man named St. Nicholas, who wanted to give poor people money without them knowing about. He would climb on their roofs and put money down their chimneys so they would wake up to in the morning. Many Christians still don't realize or refuse to accept that Jesus was born in the spring, probably round Easter. Tell me how would you feel if your birthday was celebrated way before or after it was over? Exactly! Personally, I know I would very upset if people missed my birthday.
This why I never understand it. Jesus is suppose to be so important and yet we celebrate his birthday incorrectly and at the wrong time. We don't do that for any other person we honor. Not MLK, George Washington, Lincoln, no one, except Jesus.
This tells me that we are really doing the Santa thing more so then the Jesus thing and yet you can't get away from the 'Christmas Message' about the Christ and how he came to be, which by the way is misinterpreted, but that is a whole nother blog all together.

When was the last anyone bothered to investigate what all the stuff that we use to celebrate the season even means. I'm sure it hasn't happened in a minute, at lest it hasn't been discussed widely.

Well, I hope each of you will take some time to learn what Christmas really means and I'm not talking about the many religious points of view.

In the mean time, enjoy the season and I look forward to everyone learning and accepting the real reason.

My Best Christamas Present

i know it has been a while since i have written anything and for that i truly apologize. however, i do not plan on keeping you that long on this particular blog and i'm planning on being more frequent with my work.

i just put up my website-www.thejoshuatransgeneration.webs.com. it is emphasis my ministry within the transgender community, but it is also to highlight the everyday lives of our community in areas that are seldom discussed. i believe the reason God has afforded me the opportunity to be involved in a variety of communities is to expand my own acceptance level and to help others do the same. so, we will do that here and on the website.

now, on the subject of my Christmas present. as those of you who have been reading my blogs may know, i have been in a D/s(Dominant/submissive) relationship for about 3 months. while W/we started off real well, W/we hit a bump in the road that i thought would end U/us for sure. however, with prayer and love W/we have managed to recover quite nicely. i am very happy for this because my Goddess means a lot to me as both my Dominant and my lady.

the love W/we are both expressing now is above and beyond everything i expected. i am so glad W/we let go of the physical and allowed our spiritual to work things out, so we could enjoy our physical selves to flourish(believe me that makes sense; just give it a minute...LOL).

Check out the Domme of my dreams below in my pics.

How Things Have Changed

Well, its now almost the end of October and life has done some serious changing. As all of you know, at the insistance of my brother's lady and my own desire, I moved to Atlanta, which I absolutely love. Well, since that time many things have changed. I thought I would be doing the whole the gay guy thing, but it turned out that was not the case-ended up with a lady and domanatrix, at that. Yeah, that's what I said. The bdsm community, is something I have wanted to get into most of my life, I just never got to meet any African American folk that were involved in th escene. That is, until I moved here. Now, I'm meeting all types of folks and some of my friends are expressing their own latent desires and fantasies to be in the community, as well. I met my Goddess at Black Gay Pride in September and other then when we first met, we have been in relationship. It was an instant connection and she is training me well and I am enjoying every bit of it.
Now, I know some folks just don't and won't understand, however, none of you are doing anthing to help me or support me, so I really could care less. Besides, I am enjoying myself and not hurting any of you, so we should be fine.
Other more disappointing things have happened like me and my brother's lady are no longer speaking, which I honestly don't know why and really don't even want to visit it, at this point. It just is what it is.
I hope everyone is taking the time to enjoy their lives and to keep your nose out of other peoples'.

Atlanta-What an Experience

Well, let me tell you, there was some drama trying to get here, but God worked out. About 4 days before I was suppose to get here, the guy that promised to bring me backed out. I was just in shock when texted me, not call, but texted me and started making excuses. I had to just come out and ask him if he was having second thoughts because he wouldn't say anything. Finally, he he said he didn't want to go and that he should have said no from the beginning. My thought was like, 'yeah, you should have'. I just let go and told him to have a great life. Sometimes people can be real shady, but the key is to not allow it to bother you. Anyway, my 'lil brother' and his wife, along with 2 other friends, came up in their car and I had to rent a uhaul for us to go back. However, I was here to celebrate the 4th of July with them, which was important to me.
The best part is that I am finally where I have always wanted to be and that I got to meet the woman I have wanted to meet for so long-Bishop Yvette Flunder. Bishop Flunder is the presiding bishop, of the movement known as The Fellowship. Its a movement made of of over 90 churches and ministries, throughout the world. All the ministries are ones that truly understand that God's love is for ALL people. The church conference was July 8-12 and we had a fabulous time. On Saturday night there was a concert at a local church and at the end Bishop Flunder asked all the transgender people, in the audience, to come up to the front of the church. There she prophicised into our lives. she also spoke on the things we have gone through all our lives. I knew she was speaking to me when she started talking about hearing God since we were 5, 6, 7 yrs old. She kept looking in my direction and i thought she was looking at my big brother Louis because they know each other, but come to find out she was looking at me. As my head was down and I was crying, she called for me. They pushed me to th efront. Bishop Flunder looked me in the eyes aand through my soul and asked if I was ready for my breakthrough. All I could do was shake my head yes. She told them to take my glasses, which me made me very nervous. Bishop placed her hands on my head and I fello out. Now, i have always seen this on tv and a few times in person, but never thought it was real. I can tell you, for this person, it was real. I admittingly tried to fight it, but I could feel the something running through me and it took me off my feet. I could hear her continue to speak about going out to the clubs, bars and street corners(something I have always wanted to do, but couldn't get the support) to get the transgender people and show them that God loves them. After service she held me and told me to stop being afraid of succeeding. The day after, when the final service was over, as held me and told me there is nothing strange about how I think and the things I want to do. She said those who don't understand are the one's with the problem.
With this fantastic start, I can't wait to see what else Atlanta has in store for me.