I have five daughters and this has informed me towards the birth of a New Feminism.
My daughter who is now 19 years old is not a her or a she but a they. This is by her choice which is a challenge to my understanding of gender definition. I respect her decision to be a they and at the same time I feel an inner tension as I am being stretched beyond my outdated understanding of what a girl is.
I was born in 1960 and times have been a changing.
I know things are changing and I want to allow myself to change with them. I don’t want to be the generation left behind with a musty riged understanding that holds me back from embracing an important revolution poised to open up a richer, freeer experience of what it means to be human.
I grew up within a very traditional fundamentalist suburban culture that created a strict boundary around what was good and what was evil. There was very little. Everything was painted black and white like the moving picture on our old TV set with the rabbit ear antenna outfitted with tinfoil. I have had to fight myself free from this rigged and narrow way of seeing the world and. The fight for my freedom has cost me dearly but it has been more than worth it.
I don’t claim to understand the New Feminism but that doesn’t hold me back from embracing it.
I see the female characters in Game of Thrones as harbingers of a new way of understanding what it means to have a vagina. This is exciting for there freedom is connected to my own freedom. We all either rise together or go down together whether we completely understand each other or not.