Lately, particularly with the upcoming election, all I see is division. Division between parties, division in parties, division in communities. The two that hurt me most are division in church and division in feminist communities. And while I expected it at church, I don't find a speech about why we currently need to go to war on Israel's behalf to be relevant to the scriptures. There's probably a reason the First Presidency has asked us to keep politics out of our meetings.
At any rate, before all the election hullabaloo, I would see discussion of ideas. It's human nature (Every time I use that phrase I start singing,
Why, why? Tell 'em that it's human nature...) to disagree. Who can say that her beliefs are 100% congruent with someone else she knows? Certainly not me. When my sister came to town (Look out for the post "When Sister Comes to Town"), we had many discussions, and we surely do not agree on everything. However, the discussions gave us opportunities to learn about where we each stood and possibly gain new insight. Possibly my favorite Humans of New York posting of all time is
this one in which a girl is advised to read books by people who disagree with her. Well, my recommendation is similar. Talk to people to who disagree with you, and while you're talking, listen, too. Even if your opinions don't change, you will learn so much.
As a feminist, I have gone through different phases- just look through this blog. In two years of writing, my feminism has morphed drastically. I actually read posts I have written and consider taking them down because they are no longer an accurate depiction of what I believe. I don't mostly because I find it uniquely interesting to read my progression thus far.
More to the point, there was a time I believed make up was a sign of submission and shaving your legs was selling yourself out (I can still argue this point, I just don't buy into it anymore). I feel like (some) feminists have this ideal feminist in their minds that if you, as a woman, are not trying to be, well then you are not part of the feminist club. Instead of discussing, I feel like there is a feminist dictating what I should be as a feminist, and really how is that any better than a men calling the shots?
I still feel feminist shame that I am pro-Life (any discussion related to this should be done privately because I refuse to be ganged up on when discussing this). I painted my nails the other day and thought,
Ooh, my feminism is getting rusty. But it's not. Somehow, I have to reconcile that being society prescribed feminine does not mean I am not a good feminist. In the words of Jessica Valenti, "It's all about the consciousness of your decisions."
The more we qualify what a feminist must be and tear one another down, the more we will those dreaded words: I am not a feminist, but...
And those are not the words by which I want the Third Wave to end.