Remember the 5Rhythms dance weekend I went to at the start of May? Two of the other participants were women just turning 30; during a pairs’ exercise with one of them, I expressed my fury at the state of our world, and the dumb old white men who were still in charge and ruining it for all of us, especially the children (obviously I’m not always a light-hearted workshop participant with cold ears).
She just fixed me with a look of complete clarity and certainty, then gave me the title for this blog post.
I stared back at her, faced with the pure strength of her vision, and the commitment to back it up: she was just offered a PhD scholarship on international health issues for women, and recently returned from a year in Cambodia, working with child sex trafficking agencies.
I saw myself in her mirror: an over-50s proud Feminist yes, but a jaded idealist, getting tired and cynical now as the world totters closer to environmental disaster… with Trump pushing the Doomsday Clock up two minutes to midnight.
I stood in the light beam of her fierce, quietly-determined, positive belief, and I shattered. Who am I to deny her that future? Who am I to question her power? No way!
Then last night I went to see electronic dance movie Amplify Her from 2017. Here’s the trailer:
You gotta click the link. If you’re over 40, male/female/non-specified, and remotely interested in music and/or the future of our world, you really should see the whole film.
Just like social movements such as #metoo, #TIMESUP, #thefutureisfemale, #guncontrol, and #NeverAgain, by those incredible USA teenagers, (none of which I could have predicted emerging when I was 30), there is a HUGE swell of new, female-honouring energy building, and we oldies need to dive deep and saturate ourselves in it, so that we’re not accidentally perpetuating the status quo.
This ’emerging cultural renaissance of the feminine’ serves good men who are fighting off toxic masculinity as well of course; I’m not man-bashing; I have a wonderful son, male friends like brothers, and numerous male readers who are sensitive, loving humans. Those old men like Trump though, well, they can shrivel up and die like the wicked witch in the Wizard of Oz as far as I’m concerned. I’ve always maintained that Trump must be the final death rattle of the Patriarchy, representing the evil shadow climax of the worst of it, before the dawn of the new… Justin Trudeau, New Zealand Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern… and this earnest, smart, fresh-faced young woman standing in front of me in sweaty dance clothes, claiming her rightful space in the world, and stepping up to change it for the better.
Not to mention the millions dancing up a storm to female electronic music artists (or ‘DJs’, to old people like you & me) such as Blondtron, Wala, Lux Moderna, and AppleCat, who are featured in the movie.
In gratitude and amazement for these youngsters; they really ARE the future, G xO