Listening to Tim Whitmarsh on Atheism (Battling the Gods: Atheism in the Ancient World) left me feeling that the whole thing is HIS-Story rather than hers or even better ‘theirs’.
I am fascinated by religion and non-religion in equal measure. I am not entirely sure why it fascinates me so other than the fact that the reality that we all live with the dichotomy of death, disease, inequality,suffering and greed vs beauty, nature, art, charity, human ingenuity and adventure means that we are forced to come to terms with it all (or not I guess). Some people choose religion and a known or ‘named’ god and some people choose nothing. I choose it all and call it nature, mother nature, human nature, the forces of nature. But that’s by the by….
Anyway, that’s just a bit of context behind what is really a rekindled realisation that after listening to Tim I couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by the reality that Atheism (as with Religion) is a male construct almost devoid of her-story and as such, as a philosophy it fails to completely hit the mark for me, to grab me.
As much as I found Tim interesting and warmed to his approach to the subject I couldn’t help feeling the absence of a woman’s voice and wondering what the world would look like, what Atheism would SOUND like if women had a hand in shaping it. Further, what would it all look and FEEL like if gender hadn’t even been an issue? How would that have played out in the world I wonder……
And that brings me back to what makes sense for me and that is a love of and belonging to nature because against that framework everything can be worked in and worked out and every voice, every action counts for something.