From preface to Gyn/Ecology, pp. xi–xvi.
From preface to Gyn/Ecology, pp. xi–xvi.
Spinning 1: Gyn/Ecological creation; Dis-covering the lost thread of connectedness within the cosmos and repairing this thread in the process; whirling and twirling the threads of Life on the axis of Spinsters’ own be-ing 2: turning quickly on one’s heel; moving Counterclockwise; whirling away in all directions from the death march of patriarchy.
—Wickedary, p. 96
From the first moments of Gyn/Ecology, an exultant world of words greets the reader. Even a sentence as simple as the opening—“This book voyages beyond Beyond God the Father”—contains humor and multiple meanings of “voyage.” This voyaging includes internal and external dimensions, and moves at ontological levels, as marked by Daly’s use of capitalization (a New England philosophical tradition, from Ralph Waldo Emerson to Mary Baker Eddy to Daly):
Be-ing at home on the road means continuing to Journey. This book continues to Spin on, in other directions/dimensions. It focuses beyond christianity in Other ways.
While Daly invented new words, and infused others with poetic resonance, there are some old words she here explicitly rejected: God, homosexuality, and androgyny. It is here that she first introduced her identification of patriarchy with “necrophilia,” an analysis that she would retain through her works, setting the strongest possible contrast with biophilia. It is interesting to compare Daly’s use of the term “necrophilia”—a graphic term with active imagistic and emotional content—to what she called, in Beyond God the Father, the patriarchs’ ability to “embody nonbeing” (see chapter 7 in this collection).
While language represents the most obvious change in Daly’s tone from Beyond God the Father, what should not be overlooked is her passionate defense of intellection. She knew that academic gatekeepers—who had showered her with scathing critiques of Beyond God the Father and The Church and the Second Sex—would prove incapable of understanding Gyn/Ecology; she expected and even desired that response from the small-minded. But Daly never wanted feminists to embrace what she named as a “downward mobility of the mind.” She made it clear that the ontological, cosmological, and philosophic levels of the feminist project cannot be sloughed off.
Yes-saying by the Female Self and her Sisters involves intense work—playful cerebration. The Amazon Voyager can be anti-academic. Only at her greatest peril can she be anti-intellectual. Thus this book/Voyage can rightly be called anti-academic because it celebrates cerebral Spinning.
She insisted that feminists need to comprehend the workings of patriarchy in order not to be tricked by its alluring way stations and dead ends. Criticism of patriarchy “has nothing to do with ‘jumping over’ tough discipline of the mind.”
Another change in tone came from her use of female and feminist sources: Julia Penelope, Virginia Woolf, Marilyn Frye, Sinister Wisdom, as well as Simone de Beauvoir. The building of a female train of thought—what Emily Culpepper dubs philosophia—became an explicit part of Daly’s project here.
—Editors
This book voyages beyond Beyond God the Father.1 It is not that I basically disagree with the ideas expressed there. I am still its author, and thus the situation is not comparable to that of The Church and the Second Sex, whose (1968) author I regard as a reformist foresister, and whose work I respectfully refute in the New Feminist Postchristian Introduction to the 1975 edition.2
Going beyond Beyond God the Father involves two things. First, there is the fact that be-ing continues. Be-ing at home on the road means continuing to Journey. This book continues to Spin on, in other directions/dimensions. It focuses beyond christianity in Other ways. Second, there is some old semantic baggage to be discarded so that Journeyers will be unencumbered by malfunctioning (male-functioning) equipment. There are some words which appeared to be adequate in the early seventies, which feminists later discovered to be false words. Three such words in Beyond God the Father which I cannot use again are God, androgyny, and homosexuality. There is no way to remove male/masculine imagery from God. Thus, when writing/speaking “anthropomorphically” of ultimate reality, of the divine spark of be-ing, I now choose to write/speak gynomorphically. I do so because God represents the necrophilia of patriarchy, whereas Goddess affirms the life-loving be-ing of women and nature. The second semantic abomination, androgyny, is a confusing term which I sometimes used in attempting to describe integrity of be-ing. The word is misbegotten—conveying something like “John Travolta and Farrah Fawcett-Majors scotch-taped together”—as I have reiterated in public recantations. The third treacherous term, homosexuality, reductionistically “includes,” that is, excludes, gynocentric be-ing/Lesbianism.
Simply rejecting these terms and replacing them with others is not what this book is about, however. The temptation/trap of mere labeling stops us from Spinning. Thus Goddess images are truthful and encouraging, but reified/objectified images of “The Goddess” can be mere substitutes for “God,” failing to convey that Be-ing is a Verb, and that She is many verbs. Again, using a term such as woman-identified rather than androgynous is an immeasurable qualitative leap, but Spinning Voyagers cannot rest with one word, for it, too, can assume a kind of paralysis if it is not accompanied by sister words/verbs.
The words gynocentric be-ing and Lesbian imply separation. This is what this book is about, but not in a simple way. In Beyond God the Father I wrote:
For those who are . . . threatened, the presence of women to each other is experienced as an absence. Such women are no longer empty receptacles to be used as “the Other,” and are no longer internalizing the projections that cut off the flow of being. Men who need such projection screens experience the power of absence of such “objects” and are thrown into the situation of perceiving nothingness. . . .
In this way, then, women’s confrontation with the experience of nothingness invites men to confront it also.3
The primary intent of women who choose to be present to each other, however, is not an invitation to men. It is an invitation to our Selves. The Spinsters, Lesbians, Hags, Harpies, Crones, Furies who are the Voyagers of Gyn/Ecology know that we choose to accept this invitation for our Selves. This, our Self-acceptance, is in no way contingent upon male approval. Nor is it stopped by (realistic) fear of brutal acts of revenge. As Marilyn Frye has written:
Male parasitism means that males must have access to women; it is the Patriarchal Imperative. But feminist no-saying is more than a substantial removal (re-direction, re-allocation) of goods and services because access is one of the faces of power. Female denial of male access to females substantially cuts off a flow of benefits, but it has also the form and full portent of assumption of power.4
The no-saying to which Frye refers is a consequence of female yes-saying to our Selves. Since women have a variety of strengths and since we have all been damaged in a variety of ways, our yes-saying assumes different forms and is in different degrees. In some cases it is clear and intense; in other instances it is sporadic, diffused, fragmented. Since Female-identified yes-saying is complex participation in be-ing, since it is a Journey, a process, there is no simple and adequate way to divide the Female World into two camps: those who say “yes” to women and those who do not.
The Journey of this book, therefore, is (to borrow an expression from the journal Sinister Wisdom) “for the Lesbian Imagination in All Women.”5 It is for the Hag/Crone/Spinster in every living woman.6 It is for each individual Journeyer to decide/expand the scope of this imagination within her. It is she, and she alone, who can determine how far, and in what way, she will/can travel. She, and she alone, can dis-cover the mystery of her own history, and find how it is interwoven with the lives of other women.
Yes-saying by the Female Self and her Sisters involves intense work—playful cerebration. The Amazon Voyager can be anti-academic. Only at her greatest peril can she be anti-intellectual. Thus this book/Voyage can rightly be called anti-academic because it celebrates cerebral Spinning. If this book/Voyage could be placed neatly in a “field” it would not be this book. I have considered naming its “field” Un-theology or Un-philosophy. Certainly, in the house of mirrors which is the universe/university of reversals, it can be called Un-ethical.
Since Gyn/Ecology is the Un-field/Ourfield/Outfield of Journeyers, rather than a game in an “in” field, the pedantic can be expected to perceive it as “unscholarly.” Since it confronts old molds/models of question-asking by being itself an Other way of thinking/speaking, it will be invisible to those who fetishize old questions—who drone that it does not “deal with” their questions.
Since Gyn/Ecology Spins around, past, and through the established fields, opening the coffers/coffins in which “knowledge” has been stored, re-stored, re-covered, its meaning will be hidden from the Grave Keepers of tradition. Since it seeks out the threads of connectedness within artificially separated/segmented reality, striving “to put the severed parts together,”7 specious specialists will decry its “negativity” and “failure to present the whole picture.” Since it Spins among fields, leaping over the walls that separate the halls in which academics have incarcerated the “bodies of knowledge,” it will be accused of “lumping things together.”
In fact, Gyn/Ecology does not belong to any of their de-partments. It departs from their de-partments. It is the Department/Departure of Spinning. Since the Custodians of academic cemeteries are unable to see or hear Spinning, they will attempt either to box it out or to box it in to some pre-existing field, such as basket weaving.8 Cemetery librarians will file and catalogue it under gynecology or female disorders. None of this matters much, however, for it is of the nature of the Departure of Spinning that it gets around. Moreover, it is of the nature of Women’s Movement that we are on the move. Eventually we find each other’s messages that have been deposited in the way stations scattered in the wilderness.
The cerebral Spinner can criticize patriarchal myth and scholarship because she knows it well. Her criticism has nothing to do with “jumping over” tough discipline of the mind. The A-mazing Amazon has no patience with downward mobility of the mind and imagination. She demands great effort of herself and of her sisters.9 For she must not only know the works of The Masters; she must go much further. She must see through them and make them transparent to other Voyagers as well.10 To borrow an expression from Virginia Woolf, she must take a “vow of derision”:
By derision—a bad word, but once again the English language is much in need of new words—is meant that you must refuse all methods of advertising merit, and hold that ridicule, obscurity and censure are preferable, for psychological reasons, to fame and praise.11
Who and where are “the deriders”? The reader/Journeyer of this book will note that it is not addressed only to those who now call themselves members of “the women’s community.” Many women who so name themselves are Journeyers, but it is also possible that some are not. It seems to me that the change in nomenclature which gradually took place in the early seventies, by which the women’s movement was transformed into the women’s community, was a symptom of settling for too little, of settling down, of being too comfortable. I must ask, first, just who are “the women”? Second, what about movement? This entire book is asking the question of movement, of Spinning. It is an invitation to the Wild Witch in all women who long to spin. This book is a declaration that it is time to stop putting answers before the Questions. It is a declaration/Manifesto that in our chronology (Crone-ology) it is time to get moving again. It is a call of the wild to the wild, calling Hags/Spinsters to spin/be beyond the parochial bondings/bindings of any comfortable “community.” It is a call to women who have never named themselves Wild before, and a challenge to those who have been in struggle for a long time and who have retreated for awhile.
As Survivors know, the media-created Lie that the women’s movement “died” has hidden the fact from many of our sisters that Spinners/Spinsters have been spinning works of genesis and demise in our concealed workshops. Feminists have been creating a rich culture, creating new forms of writing, singing, celebrating, cerebrating, searching. We have been developing new strategies and tactics for organizing—for economic, physical, and psychological survival. To do this, we have had to go deep inside our Selves. We have noted with grief that meanwhile another phenomenon has appeared in the foreground of male-controlled society: pseudo-feminism has been actively promoted by the patriarchs. The real rebels/renegades have been driven away from positions of patriarchally defined power, replaced by reformist and roboticized tokens.
This book can be heard as a Requiem for that “women’s movement,” which is male-designed, male-orchestrated, male-legitimated, male-assimilated.12 It is also a call to those who have been unwittingly tokenized, to tear off their mindbindings and join in the Journey. It is, hopefully, an alarm clock for those former Journeyers who have merged with “the human (men’s) community,” but who can still feel nostalgia for the present/future of their own be-ing.