The other evening I had the distinct privilege of siting with Grandmother Bundle. And when I mean privilege, I mean one of those things that you never imagined would come your way. This bundle contained many things passed on from other women. Wisdom- deep wisdom, and connection. As I have journeyed in this life, feeling the fire, the passion for my home, community and world, it has been lonely at times. This loneliness is one a warrior knows of. There is no ‘special’ here, just a journey that others can’t take for you. I am most definitely a warrior archetype- have been since I was a little girl. It is in my blood. When I went to sit with grandmother bundle, it was about surrender. I have been wounded in this journey, scars are noticeable when the tissue is touched, and I feel its tenderness. I needed this and the Divine one knew so. I cried, I prayed because I know that I am entering another season in my journey. In my surrender I needed to release what I think it should be, what I am afraid it could be. This is the process, the journey. There is a knowing in the belly of the warrior, we face what must be. To live any other way would be torture.
I know sometimes when we hear these very masculine words- warrior, war etc., we can be turned off. But we women are warriors- our battle ground may look different depending where we have been called to show up. But all the same we hold in our hearts the people, our family, friends, community, sista’s. We hold it.
This visiting with all women has added to the bundle, prayers, stories- the heart. I sat with and received my initiation to the path I must walk. I can say yes, I can say no. It is my choice! In my choosing, I know I must honor what is born in me from the beginning. I have tried running from aspects of my purpose that were more public. I was afraid. I’ve released that- not that I will never feel afraid but I know I am supported. I know that I must work through the fear because it is just energy. Energy of the unknown. It is okay. I have tools, i.e prayer, nature, song, meditation etc. I have tools.
In my time with grandmother bundle, I walked into my knowing, I was supported by passionate wise women who are on their path. They were witnesses, guardians, sista’s. Our souls laced in the solidarity known to those who do the work. I now walk in my knowing……. I no longer think…..I know. The deep ocean of that which is ancient…those women who have come before us. Their journey holds ancient wisdom of how we move…the warrior mother, sista, guardian of homes & generations. We the feminine essence of the Divine. I own my place, I possess the warrior/woman that I am, I take my rightful place, to continue the work of justice, empowerment, reigniting, liberating & nourishing my sista’s.
Will you join me? Will you come along and hold hands in this circle of passionate wise women? As we build our sista’s, homes & community!?
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xoxoxoxo
The Passionate Wise Woman/Warrior
