Waking up from a hazy savasana, I sat up to notice the dozens of teachers and students sprawled out on the benches around me. It dawned on me that moments before I’d been giving a talk on gender identity, expression and diversity at a local grammar school. I’d forgotten completely.
A wash of relief spread from the crown of my head and covered me like hot fudge melting down a cold scoop as I recalled the acceptance I felt as I talked about girls who feel like boys and boys who felt like girls. The supportive nods from teachers and the thoughtful questions produced by curious minds. But tell me again how we ended up laying down?