(Originally published in 1978, I feel this article is as important today as it was then.)
Woman in her struggle for freedom must first find herself. She must travel alone into the recesses of her being and learn the awareness of her own changing before embarking on a crusade to change others; she must perceive the universe from her own sight less she becomes a mere parrot; she must understand the joys of her own choosing rather than accepting those choices dictated for her. Freedom comes, not from the trading of old chains for new ones, but through a very private and personal interior journey into the abyss of self.
This journey is one of loneliness, of pain and heart wrenching questions. It is constant combat, this struggle of self, fought alone, the only ally also the contender. Each summit reached bringing forth another mountain of doubt. Though the journey through the labyrinth of self is filled with conflict, turmoil, and embittered dispute, the reward too is great. At the end of the sojourn lies freedom, self-liberation.
Without this journey into self, I fear we will only be exchanging new myths for old ones. Without first being a woman unto ourself no job, no law, no man, no one, can give us the freedom, the liberation, the self of Myself.