Ellen Page To Elliot Page, A Transgendered Journey That Helped Me To Spiritually Grow…

Over the past decade or so, I came to really appreciate the acting career of Ellen Page in just about everything I saw her in. Her roles in Juno, Whip It, and Inception were astounding on every level. Most recently, I became an avid fan of her role in Umbrella Academy on Netflix, with her playing a superhero of sorts by the name of Vanya Hargreaves. Then quite abruptly, the entertainment news suddenly reported that she was no longer Ellen Page, and was now Elliot Page. I was shocked given how long I had followed his career as a woman and struggled to understand how one makes a choice like that to change their sex. But, then I thought about it and asked myself, what if the decision for a person to be transgender was not a choice at all and was no different than me coming to accept the sexuality I was born with?

I know there are many out there who have thought my sexuality has been a choice all this time, all starting back with a mother who thought she did something wrong and assumed it was a choice I was making to be the way I was. While she never did come to acceptance and unconditionally love me for who I always was, as a number of others along the way in my life never have either, I came to realize many years ago that I was born the way I was and didn’t need to make anyone else understand. I came to see that my being attracted to the same-sex as I isn’t and never was a choice, it’s who I was from the beginning, and instead I made a choice for the longest time to be something I wasn’t by trying to play heterosexual in a world where male and female copulation was the norm.

Thinking about my own journey to acceptance of my sexuality has helped me to fully appreciate the journey that Elliot Page has been on to now. While it was quite shocking to see his shirtless chiseled picture in the news, I must say I applaud his finally being at peace with himself, enough so to share a picture of him like that with the world. I’ve read a little about his arduous journey to get to this place and how difficult it was to remain female for as long as he did. I can relate, as I never had peace dating any of the woman I dated over the years and felt exceptionally guilty forcing myself to be sexual with the woman I did. It wasn’t fair to them or me, as I solely did it for the appeasement of everyone else, to be accepted in this world, rather than get rejected.

Nevertheless, while I myself am extremely happy with the sex I was born with and can never see myself as anything but male, I actually appreciate Ellen Page’s transition to Elliot Page a lot more now than I probably would have years ago, as I used to judge transgendered people thinking it was just a psychological issue within them. I’m sorry I spent the years I did feeling that way and actually now have immense gratitude for those who finally find the peace they’ve sought for years after adjusting to the sex they feel they were always meant to be, but weren’t assigned at birth.

So, the bottom line I have now surrounding transgender individuals is that I don’t have to ever understand anyone’s decision who goes through gender reassignment. All I need to do is simply unconditionally love and accept them as being exactly who they are meant to be in this life, no different than I’m exactly who I’m meant to be as well. Thank you, Elliot Page, for your braveness to finally become who you always were meant to be and for all other transgender individuals in this world as well. We are all children of God, worthy and deserving of God’s unconditional love and acceptance. Never let anyone tell you otherwise…

Peace, love, light, and joy,
Andrew Arthur Dawson

“Them”, A Series With A Disturbing Reminder Of The Racism That Still Exists Today

I recently finished the first season of a new series on Amazon Prime called “Them”, which in a nutshell is about a black family (The Emory’s) moving into a predominantly white neighborhood in Compton, California in the early 1950’s, just after housing segregation laws were removed there. While the show itself has an otherworldly side to it, much of it is actually grounded in the terrible racism that black people have faced in this country, especially when desegregation began.

To be perfectly honest, there are times I feel very ashamed to be white because of all the awful racist things people of the same color as I have done to blacks throughout our history, something I saw depicted quite well in “Them”. The racism in the series that the Emory’s faced in North Carolina before their move to California was one of the most egregious examples of it I’ve ever seen portrayed on television. What the Emory’s endured both there and in California are ones that countless blacks have experienced throughout our country’s history. Actions that included an entire high school classroom acting like monkey’s and apes while taunting 15-year-old Ruby Lee Emory (Shahadi Wright Joseph) and her getting blamed for it by the teacher. Actions like her father Henry (Ashely Thomas) getting passed over projects he was totally qualified for at his engineering job, not getting invited to company functions, and verbally being bashed repeatedly by his boss. And actions from their neighbors that included a sit-in in front of their home for an entire day with tables and loud music, effigies in nooses placed all around their porch and front yard, racist words burned into their grass, and physical attacks as well.

Sitting through this heart-wrenching series was difficult for me and left me pondering the very same thought I’ve had for many years, that being why so many white people throughout history have been so afraid of those of different races then them. Ironically, some of my best memories in life have been with my best friend Cedric who is black, and whose color has never been the focus or even a forethought in my friendship with him…EVER. In fact, I’ve had many other friends over the years of many different skin colors as well, each of which I’ve been thankful for enriching my life, which is why I found “Them” so sad, as I watched one white person after another never even give any of the Emory’s a chance, solely because of their skin color.

While “Them” depicts much of this racism back in the early 1950’s, it’s regrettably very much still present in our society today, and all it takes to see that is tuning into the daily news. Frankly, it’s sickened me and I’ve felt helpless to do anything about it, other than to continue being who I am, which is someone who loves and accepts everyone unconditionally, regardless of their skin color, or anything else really. I give credit to my Dad for helping me to become this way, as he loved everyone no matter what. My mom, on the other hand, not so much, as I occasionally would hear a number of racist statements come from her mouth from time to time.

Living here in the Midwest of Northern Ohio, I’ve come to see racism more than I ever did when I lived in the Boston and Washington D.C. areas. Hearing people regularly use the “N” word here has disgusted me, and I’ve frequently had to ask people to not say that around me. All of it has led me to believe that racism is a sickness in itself and lies within the insecurity of the racist individual themselves. Deep down I think it’s one’s own inferiority complex in the world that ultimately leads them to try to dominate and control another, often in racist ways, just to feel better about themselves.

I saw much of this during my college years, especially when I dated interracially and where most of my friends were black. I’d frequently be on the receiving end of racist comments then where people of my own race called me a “wigger” and regularly told me I should stick to my own kind. I abhor behaviors like this and want nothing to do with any individual who feels their skin color makes them superior over another or entitles them to anything.

Nevertheless, racism, on many levels, is still very much present in our society today. Many turn their cheek to it, hoping to ignore its ugly presence, but it’s there and it’s never going to go away through policy changes, laws, or punishments. It’s only going to change when each of us go within and fully change ourselves, by learning to love each other for our differences, and not just for our similarities. “Them” was a great reminder of this and I’m at least thankful for having a father who once helped me to see that whether one’s black, white, yellow, or any other skin color, we’re all equal in God’s eyes and as much as God loves each us of unconditionally, so should I with everyone else too.

Peace, love, light, and joy,
Andrew Arthur Dawson

Would You Want To Know Who “The One” Is?

In the dating realm, one often tends to look for their “soul mate”, a match believed to be made in Heaven. Many have hard sought for that perfect partner time and time again, hoping to meet the one who truly feels right on every level, mind, body, and soul. What if such a thing actually existed? What if science had a way to find that for every individual in this world? This is the concept of a new television series I just got done watching its first season of the other day on Netflix called “The One”.

If such a science existed, if there truly was a genetic component in all of us that blended perfectly with another on the planet, would you want to know who the other person was that was meant for you? If there ultimately was indeed a perfect match for all of us, would you seek it out through a simple DNA test?

Watching “The One” really got me thinking. How often in my life have I sought out the perfect partner, only to discover time and time again the imperfections in every one of them, especially with myself. But what if I could take a test just like one that “Ancestry.com” offers to discover their ancestral roots, where a tiny tuft of my hair could lead to finding my perfect match somewhere in the world that blended perfectly with me? Would I take such a test? I’d have to say knowing my personality, probably.

In the television series, I love how this concept gets explored, how it shows the many difficult choices and complex paths that each individual takes when having the potential of “The One” being out there for them. Like, what if “The One” for you was someone already in a relationship with another person? Or, what if “The One” for you had passed away? Or, what if “The One” was actually someone of the same sex as you, where you didn’t identify as gay or lesbian, or vice versa, you did identify as that, but your match was of the opposite sex? Or even better, what if you were so insecure of a person that you might even take some of your partner’s hair unknowing to them, just to discover who their perfect match was? What would you do if it wasn’t you? Each of these questions and more get explored in this series, all leaving me to ponder them quite a bit myself, as to how I’d handle every one of them, if such a science existed in this world for relationships.

While I love my partner Chris a lot, we most definitely have our problems and our vast differences in our relationship. I wish we blended together perfectly, where we never argued and felt more of a unison in our connection than not. But we don’t, and honestly, I’ve never felt that with any of my former partners either. In the past, I’d jump from one partner to the next hoping to find that, but never did, which is why I’ve opted to remain with Chris, as I don’t think there is a perfect partner out there. Yet, if such a science existed that could reveal a perfect match made in Heaven so to speak, I think I’d really want to know who it was given all the dating woes I’ve faced in life.

Some have said to me over the years that they’re with that match made in Heaven already. Many of them have been in their relationships for decades and couldn’t imagine being with anyone else. It’s hard to fathom what would happen if such a DNA test existed that could prove whether they truly were always meant to be together. Or better yet, could prove there was an even closer match?

While I’m quite sure that many decades-long relationships in this world would never take such a test if it existed and would accept they’re already with the one they were always meant to be with, I’m just as sure, like “The One” series explores, that hundreds of millions and more would want to know.

When I approached my partner Chris about this, he said he wouldn’t want to know who “The One” was for him. But ironically, I think I’d want to know who it was for him, because of a past partner he constantly speaks so fondly of, a relationship that ended only out of fear. What if that person was meant to be his perfect match? In light of all these challenges that might arise if such a science became real in our world, it’s probably a good thing there isn’t such a DNA test yet, because it would probably only lead to mass heartache and pain on our planet, something we already have enough of.

In the end, I think I like best what my good friend Rob answered when I asked him about whether he’d want to know who “The One” was for him. He said part of the excitement of dating is just leaving things to fate and chance and all the growing and learning that comes through it all.

Regardless, “The One” is a great series if you like science fiction that’s grounded in science possibilities. And while its left me thinking I’d really love to know who “The One” was for me, I trust “The One” I’m with now is who God wants me to be with, even through all our ups and downs.

Peace, love, light, and joy,
Andrew Arthur Dawson