I’m going to tell you something that might be hard for you to hear. I’m going to ask you to consider the possibility that the way we think about things may not be completely accurate. That we might be confusing force with power, and that we might be overlooking a source of power. I learned I am more powerful than any man on earth. The only difference between another woman and me is that I know it.  I have stood in front of 20,000 women. I have seen 20,000 blank faces. I have said plainly, clearly, and without hesitation, “You hold the power.”

I could feel them see me as a folly being indulged. They were no longer bored, but amused, accommodating my naivete as women do. I repeated it again, and again. “You hold the power. You hold the power.” They were polite, but what I was saying didn’t register. Again, with increasing passion, I repeated, “You hold the power. You hold the power.”  A flicker of recognition whispered across one face.  I gave them my love. I gave them my resilience. I gave them the mantra of the Age of Eros. A  Manifesto of Connectivity and Consciousness. 
—Nicole Daedone