“We have had enough. All we want is this: we want you to come to the table and figure things out.”
The statement sounds a bit like it’s coming from an exasperated mother, sick and tired of hearing her children squabble with each other. And in a manner of speaking, that’s exactly what it is.
Spurred on by what has become a deadlock, a hopeless political standoff, women from all over Israel and Palestine have risen up to demand peace. From every corner of the political, social, religious, and ideological spectrum they have found their voices…and found each other…so that they are now saying together: “We have had enough. Enough of the fighting. Enough of the killing. Enough of our children living in fear. Enough of walls cutting us off from each other. Enough. Come to the table and figure this out!”
And when they say this, these women are largely talking to men—political and religious leaders who have held the region of Israel and Palestine hostage for decades, insisting on their rights or their land or their beliefs…at the expense of a thriving future for their children.
There’s a place for ideology and religion and proud nationalism, and all of these women might give a different answer to what that place is. Personal convictions aside, however, they are united in their answer to what that place is not: that place is not the loss of our children’s future, either by the stifling of their opportunities or by the sacrifice of their physical lives. Here’s where we draw the line, and we’re doing that together.
And it’s this stubborn refusal to act in the best interests of the future that has galvanized these women to band together and insist that something must be done. Taking inspiration from the work of Liberian peace activist and Nobel Laureate Leymah Gbowee, women from all backgrounds are marching and protesting, collecting quilt squares for a Peace Quilt, and practicing the hard work of crossing barriers and boundaries among themselves.
We started this trip with the joking thought that it’s going to take women to solve this crisis and to heal the world. After somber and fear-filled days in Israel and Palestine, I started to think that this maybe isn’t a joke after all. Certainly, after hearing the prayers of the mothers, seeing their loving relationships with each other, and feeling the weight of their tears, I began to think that women leading us toward peace might be the best hope we have.