w a r r i o r
Within you lives a warrior—
may you know her.
When despair feels as comfortable as the couch—
When the voice in your head convinces your heart to power down
And your artist to hang up the sign that says closed for business—
It’s too rough out there
and what difference
do I make, anyway?
May you remember that she lives at the intersection of LOVE and FIERCE
and her google calendar is surprisingly open.
Mighty, focused, determined—
Her energy is boundless and her boundaries, infallible.
She knows fear but does not let it lead.
She sees obstacles as guideposts that say
keep going
not—throw the towel in.
She protects the heart
the artist
and the tenderest places.
She doesn’t just have your back
She has your whole body.
She doesn’t care about likes and retweets
She cares about what you stand for.
When you shout enough she says
we were born for this.
When the fear revokes your voice
and belittles your dreams
she says Sister, I’ve got you—
and suddenly you feel possible again.
When you can’t stop the what ifs
she says aren’t you on Instagram?
Less worrier, more of me, please.
Warriors can be funny, too.
she says.
Within you lives a warrior
may you know her.
Knowing her is revolution
Knowing her defies what you were taught—
not too big
not too bright
not too bold—
and the code of obedience
you were conditioned to follow.
Knowing her proves the #realfact
that you can be fire
and water
in one same breath.
Within you lives a warrior
who is ready to rise.
I am the secret no one told you about.
Call me every day.
From the angry place—
From the tender place.
She says.
Suddenly, you hear a yes from inside your bones.
A yes inextricably your own
An ancient yes that could change the world
if only we each could hear it.
You call her.
You remember that collaboration is better than alone.
You feel the strength you have been taught for centuries to forget.
Nothing can stop us.
you both say at the exact same minute—
and you know this to be true.
