unknown gender

How much do we know about gender? Our psyches? There is great speculation and some medical evidence to account for biological differences - for different sexes. But how many sexes are we? How many genders?



The traditional notion has been that only two sexes, and therefore two genders exist. Gender norms and roles, the beliefs and expectations attached to these two sexes: male and female, have dominated cultural discourses dating back to biblical times and span ethnocultural divides. Notions of gender roles go even further back, to ideas of division of labour amongst cave dwelling humans.



To those of us who were born with the knowledge that we are *other* - such categorical identifications have been akin to psychic and spiritual erasure. Who am I? Where do I fit in? How do I fit in? I have this body, but I don't like these rules. Play by the rules. Girls wear pink and boys wear blue.



In this time in which our collective brain and emerging acuity can perceive an implosion of constructed walls and constructed reality: capitalism, oil, poverty, population explosion, migration, runaway extinctions, artic shelves melting, briefcases vs. soiled feet... what is real? What makes you tick? Does the gendered role assigned to your body sustain you? Or do you move beyond - to that place where only ideas flow? Ideas do not have gender.



Briefcases do not have gender, they simply hold things. Documents. Papers of crumbling reality: insurance, business cards, investment, lipstick. Does my hair look okay? What happened to the ground beneath my feet? Where is it? This concrete is the only thing I remember, but where is my soil? My nourishment?



Our basic ideas about our selves and our nature limit us from achieving a singular common connection. A connection that might explode differences in creed, colour, dollar value, purchasing power, ability to feed onesself and live beyond the age of a child.



This space needs exploration. The space in between.