God is androgynous. He goes both ways. Every thing in history goes two opposite ways: it’s just the facts, but the facts can also by symbolic pointers to the unity and radiance of the Transcendent. The immanent (the facts) point to the Transcendent metaphorically, but you have to have the metaphorical eye opened. This eye can often get confused and thing that the transcendent is fixed, but it never is.
I see the transgender movement metaphorically pointing to the truth that we are all male/female, but when we enter society our roles are defined. And the anima/animus archetypes of Jung comes into play where we project our hidden gender opposite onto the other gender and fall in love with it. But in Indian mythology God is both genders, male and female in One. In our western mythology they are separated, but the longing to be One remains.
In the Eastern traditions of India, the gods and goddess play in abstract form like Fred and Ginger Rogers, in perfect sync. But in the West there are no gods and goddess, having rationally erased them like the Cheshire Cat’s smile. So the gods and goddess play in history disguised as us. It takers the opening of the metaphorical eye to see this.
The transgender is the unconscious acting out of the androgynous nature of God and Us. These explorers want to experience the androgynous nature of God in their own form. They turn the sock inside out.
In the West everything appears as Two but we are really, really One.
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