What a magic wonder it is to see the inner being, not just the gender but a lot more, emerge from their depths of someone’s being and become embodied to make them a new place in the wider world. Rory is one of those people that I’ve witnessed on this journey.

Now he’s a well established man of his own, with many a fine insight, keen perception and a unique way of his own, now he is living authentically as himself. The title of this episode, Authenticity is the Key, came out of his mouth as we talked, and I wrote it down quickly in case it got lost. These few words make a gem. Within them is everything I’m working to show. As it says in, I think, the Upanishads; when the unreal vanishes, the real remains.

When the acquired mask of gender is taken away – gently, I hope – then what remains is that authentic self, that we we are in our heart of hearts. This is what this transition is all about, folks, it may well be what all of our lives are about. come to think about it.

Molly describes herself as being a mother, a lawyer, a feminist and an Irish musician. The essence of our conversation was around her trans son, around 11 at this time, and what she learned about gender, identity, truth and more from what her son has taught her. The line in the title – the love cuts through – came from her mouth, and is of the essence of the masks of gender; cut through them to the truth of our essential identity, our reality who we really are.

When I sat and listened to the recording of the conversation I had with Molly, in the library of the RSA in London, I thought: what a privilege to spend such an intimate and profound time of the heart with such a woman as this. In fact, this podcast project is a great way to do what I love; sharing a space of intimacy and heart with remarkable people, then sharing it with you.

Molly was introduced to me as she is the mother of a trans child, also a feminist, a lawyer and musician. Seems to me that she lives and expresses these diverset aspects of herself in a fine balance, to me a rare attainment in our world.

This is one of the longer conversations, and I didn’t want to miss a moment of it so cut nothing out at all. Her straightforward honesty, her eloquence, her recognition of the masculine in the deep identity of her dear child, and with that the encouragement for him to flourish, made me wish all trans kids have such a mother as this. Or maybe simply all kids; after all, every one of us needs recognition and the nourishment of love to become all we are and can be.