Embodiment has been a central theme in feminist philosophy from its early days. The essays selected here illuminate how the topic of embodiment in general has been broached over the years by Hypatia authors, how it has developed, and what topics have received the most focus. Hypatia has been the site of some of the most innovative feminist theorizing on this subject, from the groundbreaking early work of Luce Irigaray and Ann Ferguson to the innovative developments of Kelly Oliver, Lois McNay, Margaret Whitford, and Alison Stone, just to name a few.
There are many ways to define what embodiment has meant in feminist philosophy, and this collection showcases the expanse of issues that the concept of embodiment has engendered. In general, embodiment has signaled the idea that there is a constitutive relationship of the lived body to thought, to knowledge, and to ethics, taking leave of the modern idea that bodies can be left behind as the mind does its work. Such dualism was rarely allowed women, after all. But, beyond thinking our way past dualism, feminist philosophers have also sought new ways to conceptualize the materiality of bodies, the discursive nature of embodied experience, and the contested figure of the maternal body. Within feminist theory itself there has occurred a lively debate over dualism, naturalism, essentialism, and gender normativity in relationship to embodiment.
Read Linda Martin Alcoff’s complete Introduction here.
Read the Embodiment Virtual Issue here.
The Philosopher's Eye 
Can’t remember what age, early 1970 s but the Greer’s The Female Eunuch had a lot to do with it. My dad used to carry on about bra brnuing and strident women who should keep their mouths shut. My mum was always a feminist, depsite doing all the housework and holding down a full time job but it took me a while to recognise it.By the time I had an unwanted pregnancy at 16 and met the fabulous women working in the abortion and women’s health movement at Control and Preterm in Sydney, the die was cast. I did my student prac in social work at Darling St Womens Health Centre, where they insisted on paying me and treated me like any other member of the collective. Ah, halcyon days!