I was just reminded by LIFE that one of my greatest skills is cutting through B.S. to get at the truth.
You know, the grounded, real, sometimes messy and always resonant feeling that feels like a bell when you hit it.
I realized today that I don't talk about this as one of my qualities. I've been hiding it.
Why? I've been shamed and blamed all of my life for it, duh.... and in my earlier years I didn't know how to use this gift eloquently.
So, it has been scary to own and to ...celebrate???
Um, yeah, FUCK yeah!
I love and celebrate that I wield this sword. She is a potent part of me.
Please don't get me wrong, as this is not an expression of violence or anger, but of deep, devotional and intense LOVE.
I want more than ANYTHING for all of us to BE OURSELVES and love each other all the more for it... [Yes!!!!]
When this is not happening, my sword appears and oila, the witchy ninja (a.k.a. KALI) goes to work. <3