The Warrior Priestess

I am the warrior priestess, the weaver of my own dreams. I stand on the earth, tall and proud, listening to the call of the winds of the world.

My sword is my will. I will use it to cut through the sluggish contents that have been created by the dark powers to keep me from believing in the light. That have been created for the purpose of keeping me from reaching my full potential. I am a warrior, and I am willing to fight. I took a pledge long before I was born to take up my sword and fight and use it wisely for the purpose of doing good.

In this world I will create my story. I will be truthful to my heart. I sit in a sacred grove of oak trees, pondering about life and the choice to make. The quietness of nature is filled with the voices of animals, waiting to share their wisdom with me. Their voices has been silenced in our world. They have become products, and are looked upon as money and not as the wonderous creatures that they really are. We don't respect their territories and destroy their sacred grounds. If they step on our boundaries, they are seen as threats to us, and we are willing to destroy them. Like in my country, they say we don't need wolves and they should be killed and taken away. The silence would be deafening and a moonlit night would never be the same again. We would be less and important wisdom will disappear.

In many ways I am just an apprentice yet. I have so many things to learn, to understand and go through. I have these words and ideas, and they are pressing at the back of my mind. And as I sit here, I try to relax a little bit, and let some of my worries go. Worry will only make matters worse, and a warrior knows it can be disasterous and that the lack of concentration can mean life or death. I will try to find my ka, my spirit, and listen to it. The angels leave white feathers on my path; they are ready to guide me and steady my hand. But it is up to me to use what has been given me.

One of the purposes of my life is to find and bring forth wisdom long forgotten. The west thinks it is so wise and clever, and yet we are ready to blow the world back to the stone ages. The spirituality is lost. I stand behind the Dalai Lama as he says that there is one more revolution to have and that is the revolution of the spirit. We cannot solve violence with violence. This makes me think of the Q, and what Jesus says there:

"I am telling you, love your enemies, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you. If someone slaps you on the cheek, offer your other cheek as well. If anyone grabs your coat, let him have your shirt as well. Give to anyone who asks, and if anyone takes away your belongings, do not ask to have them back. As you want people to treat you, do the same to them."

"If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even tax collectors love those who love them, do they not? And if you embrace only your brothers, what more are you doing than others? Doesn't everybody do that? If you lend to those from whom you expect repayment, what credit is that to you? Even wrongdoers lend to their kind because they expect to be repaid. Instead, love your enemies, do good and lend without expecting anything in return. Your reward will be great, and you will be children of God. For he makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good; he sends rain on the just and on the unjust."

I love these words, but I also realize the challenge in them, because it is easier to be angry at the ones who do wrong than to love them. Love thy enemy is the hardest lesson of them all, I think. I know that I live very strongly by as you want people to treat you, do the same to them. I guess this is the priestess part of me that comes to show.

The Warrior and the Priestess is the two strongest archetypes in me. And the Seeker which is the glue that brings the priestess and the warrior together. And I am also the Poet. And probably many more:) But I would call myself a warriorpriestess.