Come on in and set a spell . . .
kick off your shoes, have some tea . . .
We'll gaze at the moon and talk about the past . . the present . . . the nebulous future . . .

I'll share some of my favorite writings by/about women here. If you have any good quotes, send 'em to me. WARNING: If you're easily offended by radical feminist rhetoric, click your back button immediately. Given an Oppressor -- the will for power -- the natural response for its counterpart, the Oppressed . . . is Self-Annihilation. The most common female escape is the psychopathological condition of love. It is a euphoric state of fantasy in which the victim transforms her oppressor into her redeemer . . . "Love" is the natural response of the victim to the rapist. -- Ti-Grace Atkinson, Radical Feminism, 1970. What in the liberal view looks like love and romance looks a lot like hatred and torture to the feminist. -- Catherine MacKinnon, Toward a Feminist Theory of the State, 1989. I am a feminist because I feel endangered, psychically and physically, by this society and because I believe that the women's movement is saying that we have come to an edge of history when men -- insofar as they are embodiments of the patriarchal idea -- have become dangerous to children and other living things, themselves included. -- Adrienne Rich, On Lies, Secrets and Silence, 1979. I am sorry, Mother. I named your anger. A woman's anger is not supposed to be named. A woman's anger is supposed to be cause for shame. -- Barbara Deming, "A Book of Travail--And Of a Humming Under My Feet," in New Lesbian Writing, 1985. If you're not a feminist, you're a masochist. -- Gloria Steinem. And I know, in the depth of my own being and in all my knowledge of history and humanity, I know women will struggle for a social order of peace, equality, and joy. -- Joan Kelly, feminist historian, on the eve of her death, 1982. Sister the rape of a woman is the rape of the earth the rape of a child the rape of the universe . . . Sister hear me now let us take this journey together. -- Marcie Rendon, "this woman that I am becoming," in Sinister Wisdom: A Gathering of Spirit. Woman is the creator and fosterer of life, man has been the mechanizer and destroyer of life . . . The maternalizing influences of being a mother . . . made the female the more humane of the sexes. -- Ashley Montague, The Natural Superiority of Women, 1952. I am fighting as an ordinary person for my lost freedom, my bruised body, and my outraged daughters . . . Consider how many of you are fighting -- and why. Then you will win this battle, or perish. That is what I, a woman, plan to do! Let the men live in slavery if they will. -- Queen Boadicea to her troops before their last stand against the Romans, A.D. 60. Can you imagine a world without men? No crime, and lots of happy, fat women. -- Nicole Hollander. This Earth What She is to Me As I go into her, she pierces my heart. As I penetrate further, she unveils me. When I have reached her center, I am weeping openly. I have known her all my life, yet she reveals stories to me, and these stories are revelations and I am transformed. Each time I go into her I am born like this. Her renewal washes over me endlessly, her wounds caress me; I become aware of all that has come between us, of the noise between us, the blindness, of something sleeping between us. Now my body reaches out to her. They speak effortlessly, and I learn at no instant does she fail me in her presence. She is as delicate as I am, I know her sentience; I feel her pain and my own pain comes into me, and my own pain grows large and I grasp this pain with my hands, and I open my mouth to this pain, I taste, I know, and I know why she goes on, under great weight, with this great thirst, in drought, in starvation, with intelligence in every act does she survive disaster. This earth is my sister; I love her daily grace, her silent daring, and how loved I am how we admire this strength in each other, all that we have lost, all that we have suffered, all that we know: we are stunned by this beauty, and I do not forget: what she is to me, what I am to her. Susan Griffin, Women and Nature, 1978. The Spirit of the valley dies. It is called the Mysterious Female. The gate of the Mysterious Female is the source of heaven and earth. It lives forever. Lao-Tse, Tao Teh Ching. The Charge of the Goddess ". . . And you who seek to know Me, know that your seeking and yearning will avail you not, unless you know the Mystery; for if that which you seek, you find not within yourself, you will never find it without. For behold, I have been with you from the beginning, and I am that which is attained at the end of desire." from Starhawk, The Spiral Dance, 1979. Come back soon and see what's here! I promise only that whatever is here will delight your spirit and provide a moment's respite if your soul is weary.

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