We need women, and we need all voices.

Beautiful weather all over our great country, a perfect day for all Women to March. Get out there now to celebrate the historic milestones and unprecedented economic success and wealth creation that has taken place over the last 12 months. Lowest female unemployment in 18 years! 
— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) Jan. 20, 2018

As Trump tries impose his golden toupee on pink pussy hats everywhere, the New York Times and other news sources were quick to respond, countering that female unemployment has been on the rise.
But let us not forget the important contributions of women with our contempt for one particular man in power.  Today is important because the words our foremothers, like Elizabeth Cady Stanton, still ring true today:

 "The earth has never yet seen a truly great and virtuous nation, for woman has never yet stood the equal with man..."

Today's Women's March Report by the New York Times quotes Senator Kirsten Gillibrand, Democrat of New York in a similar sentiment: “It’s women who are holding our democracy together in these dangerous times.... To change the system, we need to change the players and have women at the table.”

Besides the pretty pink pussy hats and clever signage, a beautiful thing about the women march, it that it is not just about women.  When women vote, invest, or educate, the tendency is to act on behalf of the family, the community, the collective.  A voice for women means a voice for everyone.  

 Diversity is the intelligence of nature, and diversity of thought is the true intelligence of humanity.  Today, I was present, but didn't march. I squeezed in a yoga class with an old friend, and walked around town with a new friend, enjoying a day of winter sunlight in between storms.  Living in California, people are most often in cars, and today, with the marches and the sun, Santa Rosa, CA was abuzz with the energy of a town expressing a desire for a better world.  That is a beautiful thing, and I reveled in it.  We know we need to rebuild together.  Not just our community, but our world.  I called my congressional representative to express support for 100% clean power in CA, and encouraged some friends to do so.  I wrote letters this week to support a public bank for our region.  I stopped by a creek I usually drive by and watched the water flow.  I said yes to a longer day of strolling, and less tasking.  I reveled in knowing a better world is possible, and soaked in as much delight as I could experience.  

And I will be up late tonight working toward peace in the best way I know possible, because I believe, "Failure is impossible." as Susan B. Anthony famously proclaimed in 1906, when she turned 86. 

And still we rise.  Mother's Day began as an anti-war movement led by mothers, driven by the insanity of sending one's children off to kill another mother's children.  It is important to remember these ideals, and it is important to remember these times. Simply because the engine that drives an extractive economy and war machine is so deafening, it doesn't mean the sound of harmony and generosity of spirit has disappeared.

I love my ReSisters, and activists, and brothers and friends who care enough to show up in a positive way.  Embracing peace and love is as important as resisting evil.  We cannot always be in fight or flight mode, it doesn't allow the body to heal.  Yes, the body responds, and the energy of anger can be harnessed for action.  When we march together, it is a way of singing together.  Harmonizing is important, but it doesn't mean homogenizing.  Harmony represents different voices, that become more beautiful when they come together.  

I echo Susan B. Anthony and proclaim: "Peace is Inevitable."  And when it is our goal, we can use our cleverness and creativity to find a way to exist on a peaceful path toward a peaceful future.

To get there, we need women, because we need all voices. Diversity is the intelligence of nature, and diversity  thought is the true intelligence of humanity.  

So in celebration of women, in celebration of creative self-expression, in celebration of resisting oppression for the benefit of all, I want to elevate the words of Elizabeth Cady Stanton, and hear her song ring out, all the way from 1850. 

. . . . Some tell us that if woman should interest herself in political affairs, it would destroy all domestic harmony. What, say they, would be the consequence, if husband and wife should not agree in their views of political economy? Because, forsooth, husband and wife may chance to differ in their theological sentiments, shall woman have no religion? Because she may not choose to worship at the same altar with her liege lord, must she of necessity do up all her worshipping in private, in her own closet? Because she might choose to deposit her vote for righteous rulers - such as love justice, mercy, truth, and oppose a husband, father, or brother, who would, by their votes, place political power in the hands of unprincipled men, swearing, fighting, leaders of armies, rumsellers and drunkards, slaveholders and prating northern hypocrites, who would surrender the poor panting fugitive from bondage into the hands of his blood-thirsty pursuers -- shall she not vote at all? It is high time that men learned to tolerate independence of thought and opinion in the women of their household.
. . . . Much of this talk about domestic harmony is the sheerest humbug. Look around among your whole circle of friends, and tell me, you who know what transpires behind the curtain, how many truly harmonious households have we now. Quiet households we may have, but submission and harmony produce very different states of quietness. There is no true happiness where there is subordination -- no harmony without freedom.
But, say some, would you have women vote? What, refined, delicate women at the polls, mingling in such scenes of violence and vulgarity! By all means, where there is so much to be feared for the pure, the innocent, the noble, the mother surely should be there to watch and guard her sons who are to encounter such stormy, dangerous scenes at the tender age of twenty-one. Much is said of woman's influence: might not her presence do much toward softening down this violence, refining this vulgarity? . . .
But if woman votes, would you have her hold office? Most certainly would we have woman hold office. We would have man and woman what God intended they should be, companions for each other, always together, in counsel, government, and every department of industry. If they have homes and children, we would have them stay there, educate their children, provide well for their physical wants, and share in each other's daily trials and cares. Children need the watchful care and wise teachings of fathers as well as of mothers. No man should give up a profitable business, leave his wife and children month after month, and year after year, and make his home desolate for any false ideas of patriotism, for any vain love of display or ambition for fame and distinction. The highest, holiest duty of both father and mother is to their children and each other, and when they can show to the world a well-developed, wisely-governed family, then let the State profit by their experience. Having done their duty at home, let them together sit in our national councils. The violence, rowdyism, and vulgarity which now characterize our Congressional Halls, show us clearly that "it is not good for man to be alone." The purifying, elevating, softening influence of woman is a most healthful restraint on him at all times and in all places. We have many noble women in our land, free from all domestic incumbrances, who might grace a Senate chamber, and for whose services the country might gladly forego all the noise, bluster, and folly of one-half the male dolts who now flourish there and pocket their eight dollars a day. The most casual observer can see that there is some essential element wanting in the political organization of our Republic. The voice of woman has been silenced, but man cannot fulfil his destiny alone -- he cannot redeem his race unaided. There must be a great national heart, as well as head; and there are deep and tender chords of sympathy and love that woman can touch more skillfully than man. The earth has never yet seen a truly great and virtuous nation, for woman has never yet stood the equal with man. . . .
Yours truly, 
E. C. STANTON.

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