Last September, at a peace summit in Vancouver, the Dalai Lama proclaimed that Western women will save the world.
Maybe not this one in particular – Aly, who had a long relationship with a woman and now was in the middle of a long one with a guy; Aly, who took ethereal, long exposure photos of friends and family as they told stories. But, as I’ve walked, I’ve been profoundly affected by women like Aly and the way that they explore the freedom of choice so celebrated in at least this part of America.
It is not all good over here: as our cultural myths decay, we are challenged by compulsive sexuality and drug abuse, exceptional divorce rates, and militant nihilism, and women – like men – are often lost in the challenges of becoming. I think that women sharing their stories with one another plays an extraordinarily underestimated role in establishing the boundaries of what we call culture, especially as it relates to values like understanding, compassion, and fraternal love. What the 21st century offers is an unprecedented opportunity for global brotherhood – or, more realistically, sisterhood.