All People saw was a woman

I took a walk at the beach today...All people saw was a woman

No one looked at me today like I was a fool, no one took a double take and no one thought anything to be strange at Pompano Beach. I no longer thought that a laugh I heard somewhere was about me; because it wasn't about me at all. Nor did I see anyone starring or gawking because no one was. I am a woman and no one knew anything but that truth.

I have come to discover that God was using a divine paint brush on my stroll and all that people saw was a work of art. Like a tapestry of heavenly female-beauty, I have been woven into what my insides have known all along - I am a lady. Other beach-goers knew I was, but more importantly - I knew.

Jennifer Cohen-Taylor

I also came to the conclusion that the earth is a much prettier place every time a transgender woman is discovered. When she/I begins to blossom, a field of colors erupts and the world glances on - they lose their breath. As a past and former conceived notion now becomes real and factual on the outside. Internal beauty now manifests itself on my life - a former wanderer. Beauty and dignity joined and visible - it is a beautiful thing. People who once made fun, now applaud the happiness of the transformed me.

I understood the power of pretty and the contagion of confidence. I saw and felt how one, who was a former dysphoric, was now a present-day wonder. I grasped how finally I was becoming more real by the hour. My body conforming amazingly as estrogen sends it message.

I am indeed a woman - female with far more than the absence or the presence of a genital sign. I am a lady -beautifully crafted by divine artistry. With every day I see the display of happiness from the inside out.  Awesomeness rising to the top from an inner truth; my heart and soul.

Today my walk on that beach made me more joyous than I had previously been. Dysphoric transformations -whole and complete. Pretty personified - grace and elegance. What will tomorrow hold as my body conforms? No one knows. But one thing is indeed certain - I will be more pleased and more happy than I was the day before. My walks on the beach will be even more glorious as no one sees anything but a beautiful woman walking.

Much Love -Jenny Taylor