Dear D

Today I wanted to explore the debris of human (read male) hubris. Starting with the story of the sphinx, the wonder exposed still and sober watching the fauna of founders. If there is any conscience left in her, I bet she will sigh with a smirk. As the reason for her faith is still an actual issue of today‘s men…the fact of not dealing well with the inability of answering questions women ask.

Why must there be a “therefore“ is their reasoning and answer. Mostly responded in gospel truth because their mind is like a highway, where ours mapped all the B roads, bridges, cat alleys, tracker trails and rail tracks. As most of us know the different brain structure occurs at the moment the fetal testosterone jumps in…I will not mention the destruction or defeat of certain cells in the grey matter, just the layout. In order not to offend I will add the effect of the pregnancy on the brain of the mother too. It is proven the cells of the foetus will not only keep on swimming through mummy dearest but they change her brain for life.

Dear D I will not enter the technical details as am not the qualified person to do so but I am certainly a fervent user of my brain. In matters of books, experiences and observation (here it comes) therefore I feel strong and secure about my opinion formed referring to feminism. The first time someone called me a feminist I was twenty-something, I responded with the accurate arrogance of that age and told him I was in no need of any placates to my name to be an independent woman. Back home I bought a book by Benoite Groult, a high up the feminist ladder French lady. It described the voyage of her life and the choices she made to be her own person.

So far so good you think, yes indeed for a Dutch woman of my generation it had some redundancies but once situated in time and circumstance, comprehensible…and there are two keywords. In time the circumstances have changed by many events, starting with men understanding they were part of the miracle of procreation. So suddenly the goddess changed into a woman…accurate or not, we have been dealt habilities enhanced by our genes, so if society would be just a bit more pragmatically structured with those standards and less testosterone, ego, grimm fairy feminism and learn from tribes all around the world, who have matrilocal and matrilineal or even walking marriages it would look very different!

Different is when you make the effort of searching through the channels which contradict the global media. There you will find people making a difference instead of complaining about the different effects these last generations have provoked on mother earth. How they are able to work and achieve together, no matter the race, religion or gender. How they can make value from trash, like islands from plastic with hotels on top or fishermen catching plastic to make chips or fibres for yarns.

The road we are on makes us an excellent target to be bullied, you just have to be a redhead or a black person or wear glasses or not expensive enough clothes or be a woman or be too pretty and not knowing how to acknowledge and just follow the fight or flight rule…dear D what I am trying to say, is that the road that has ruled is made by men with ambition which ignored life precious and glorious in all its simplicity and duality. Like brain matter remember? We children of the stars are amazing and complex creatures with all necessary features included. So follow the map of your brain and heart, ignore the highway (to hell, no offence).

May the natural code management find you,

Irena Phaedra