recognizing that the survival of sentient beings depends more on the spirit of female compassion and nurturing ~ than on male dominance and aggression ~ recognizing that the ability to understand and use language is the gift that bestows the greatest chances for our continued existence ~ and that the first language we learn comes from the beating heart of our mother ~ like a metronome, that sets the tempo for an orchestra ~ it creates the rhythm we follow to connect with one another throughout life ~ and these are the connections that, I believe, we depend on for sustenance ~ more so than the myth of the rugged individualist ~ let the shift begin.