My warrior is wounded.
I can't pretend otherwise. I can't walk through this world only wielding images of strength and valor when there is also this cowardly, little voice within commanding that I "Run!" "Hide." "Cover your face." "Back down." No, don't. You can't.
Humph.
My warrior is wounded.
He's forgotten how to show up and protect me and, as a result, I don't trust him any longer.
The funny thing is, I look around the world outside of me and I want to point my finger at this mistrust.
"Where does it begin, C?" J would ask me.
And, she's right - she's almost always right. It begins with me.
This now is the perfect time to heal this energy.
"Make a decision," comes a disembodied voice out of the ether.
"And, unflinchingly show up until the reality of your vision is made manifest."
YES, I ACCEPT.
Discipline, loyalty, purpose, mindfullness, adaptability, skillfulness, initiative, energy, effort, contribution, & POWER.
