WARRIOR WOMAN HAS FULLY AWOKEN
This woman has been kind, gentle, and has much love.
All of this has been given with the blessing of the Great Spirit above,
But the Great Spirit gave her something else and she didn’t know it…
The Great Spirit gave her the blessing of being a warrior woman as now her light is lit!
This warrior woman has come fully alive today,
She is no longer anyone’s slave or prey; she is taking back her life today,
And those who know who she truly is can stay.
No longer will she live the lives of others;
She will give back the blames and responsibilities of others where it belongs,
For she also has the bear and the wolf inside her, which is now so very powerful and uniquely strong.
The warrior woman now knows what road she must follow, for others it will too hard to swallow.
Her life was taken from her unknowingly many years ago, and this warrior woman is taking back her life before the next wind blow.
Oh sister moon you give me the strength as a warrior woman to conquer what’s on my path, high above and way beneath, and the much needed strength to take on the wrath.
This warrior woman is fully awakened and is taking a stand, taking the problems by the horns with my hand.
I will conquer all that is there, all and who comes as they dare.
Warrior woman has fully awakened ad is taking a stand, taking the problems by the horns with my hand. I will conquer all that is there, all and who comes as they dare.
Warrior woman has fully awoken, and many will see that they were mistaken in robbing her of her life. They as a thief, Warrior woman will conquer and have no grief!
The warrior woman will protect her people, her son, her daughter and all that need her.
If anyone hurts them, look out! They will hear a GGGGGGGRRRRRRRR, as they run and shout.
This warrior woman is taking back her life, taking back the respect that was taken from her throughout the years ever so slow.
This warrior woman is removing pain and hurt from within the heart caused by the knife, from all those who are both family and foe.
I am claiming what is mine, and my dignity, from those who live in this society of vanity. I am claiming back in full my heritage. And as a warrior woman, I am going to clean up many years of carnage.
For now standing in front of you, you see this warrior woman… you see me.
Someone special has taught me to be free, from this day forward for me no more slavery..
Gentleness, kindness, and love are part of me, and so is my dignity.
This is NOT WEAKNESS, as others believe. But this strength is within me and within you.
I will listen to the spirits and grow; I will travel in the whispering winds as they blow. All the work I now do will be for our people and all nations, I will protect and guide the future generations.
Now it is time for me to travel-on my new path, as a warrior woman conquering all wraths. If you ever see and want to meet me, please come, and I will also teach and share with you how to be free.
Poem copyright@ LadyJ-Ann
somedays she looks a little like chuck from pushing daisies ~
colorful and retro.
she's a bubble of pure positivity,
her enthusiasm is infectious,
and when you're with her ~
the wild and improbable seem weirdly...
possible :)
she's fun,
unafraid.
of life.
of herself.
she sings out loud,
even though it's a little out of tune,
she does a mean david brent impression on the dance floor,
and can pull at least 12 funny faces!
yet she can be quiet too.
with you,
and with herself.
she can allow a moment to hold its potency,
and be comfortable with the uncomfortable.
she can do the sun salutation,
and knows the difference between asthanga, bikram and iyengar.
but she can also update you on all the latest from last nights House Episode
she reads like someone on a treasure hunt,
often finding unexpected jewels along the way.
and her books map the different routes she's taken,
including many false starts.
yet she is unashamed of her experiences,
success or failure,
she is happy to share her stories ~
not embarrassed to laugh out loud, or cry ~
because she is proud of her bravery.
she plays the typewriter like Mozart.
letting words flow freely ~
experimenting with ideas as composers do sound...
and she doesn't care what others think of her,
but cares deeply about others.
she steps out, and up,
even though she's scared.
masked with a wide smile,
she trusts it will be ok.
she will always remember your birthday,
and gives you exactly what you need.
she paints wildly on huge canvases,
her fingers and hair giving away the colors of her heart.
she grows her own vegetables,
can do your tarot and birth charts,
plays 1 song on the guitar,
and can eat an entire banana cake in front of the telly.
she loves her girlfriends.
how they can sing into wooden spoons one night,
then cuddle on the sofa with a bottle of wine,
nursing their wings and sharing stories of taking flight the next.
her home smells of a sweet mix between fresh banana cake and nag champa.
at night it dances by fairy lights and candle flames.
she's sensuous and adores her curves.
she embraces and honors her femininity.
she allows herself to be vulnerable with the people she loves,
to lay herself bare;
trusting they will love all they see ~
believing in possibility.
somedays she looks a little like chuck from pushing daisies ~
colorful and retro.
she's a bubble of pure positivity,
her enthusiasm is infectious,
and when you're with her ~
the wild and improbable seem weirdly...
possible :)
she's fun,
unafraid.
of life.
of herself.
she sings out loud,
even though it's a little out of tune,
she does a mean david brent impression on the dance floor,
and can pull at least 12 funny faces!
yet she can be quiet too.
with you,
and with herself.
she can allow a moment to hold its potency,
and be comfortable with the uncomfortable.
she can do the sun salutation,
and knows the difference between asthanga, bikram and iyengar.
but she can also update you on all the latest from last nights House Episode
she reads like someone on a treasure hunt,
often finding unexpected jewels along the way.
and her books map the different routes she's taken,
including many false starts.
yet she is unashamed of her experiences,
success or failure,
she is happy to share her stories ~
not embarrassed to laugh out loud, or cry ~
because she is proud of her bravery.
she plays the typewriter like Mozart.
letting words flow freely ~
experimenting with ideas as composers do sound...
and she doesn't care what others think of her,
but cares deeply about others.
she steps out, and up,
even though she's scared.
masked with a wide smile,
she trusts it will be ok.
she will always remember your birthday,
and gives you exactly what you need.
she paints wildly on huge canvases,
her fingers and hair giving away the colors of her heart.
she grows her own vegetables,
can do your tarot and birth charts,
plays 1 song on the guitar,
and can eat an entire banana cake in front of the telly.
she loves her girlfriends.
how they can sing into wooden spoons one night,
then cuddle on the sofa with a bottle of wine,
nursing their wings and sharing stories of taking flight the next.
her home smells of a sweet mix between fresh banana cake and nag champa.
at night it dances by fairy lights and candle flames.
she's sensuous and adores her curves.
she embraces and honors her femininity.
she allows herself to be vulnerable with the people she loves,
to lay herself bare;
trusting they will love all they see ~
believing in possibility.
