The Diamond

It would be so much easier to write this on a day or a moment I actually feel like a warrior, but if I wait for that moment to come at a time when I also can sit and write, this idea will just end up floating into oblivion.   Not because I haven't had good -warrior- moments in the last few days or weeks, but you'd have to understand that the warrior feature is something that comes and goes, waxes and wanes; it doesn't necessarily have a switch that we can turn on at will. 

At times it seems that we can turn on that switch at will, but it usually happens when our life or that of a loved one, or anyone for that matter, is in danger and their well-being depends on our ability to pull through and help, like a warrior.  It also seems, however, that we can help ourselves shift into warrior mode and pull through difficult situations when the right mood, inspiration or perspective comes through.  These may serve as a springboard to help us remember that we are, indeed, warriors.  Love warriors, that is.  Even amidst the chaos.

In the warrior mode we are able to do things we never expected we could.  In the right situation we grab a hold of that courage to pull through... wait, 'the right situation' doesn't exist... it is a matter of perspective.

Take a look at the picture below.  You may have missed it at a first glance but, it caught my attention a couple days ago when I was running at the park because the top of this tree looks like... a Diamond!

 

But then when you walk a little bit past that side of the tree, it looks different... not so much like a perfect diamond any more...

And if you just keep walking and go stand on the opposite side, you will see a tree that looks nothing like a diamond... 

It's a matter of perspective, the same as with life.  So may we choose to stand at the other side of things and find the Diamond side of it, for a perspective that helps us pull through and bring forth the warrior in us... Love warrior, that is... 

Marlene 💗

Inspired Women Warriors

Back in December I attended a march in San Diego, CA called the 'Me Too' march, designed to give continuity to the plight of women: to end violence or all sorts and for women's rights to be respected.

During that march, I had an epiphany... it took me some time to be able to put it into words, but finally it came through.  The women who were marching that day were all very different among themselves.  Some were older, some very young.  There were Asian, African-American, Latino, White, and Middle Eastern women.   Some were dressed very conservatively, and some not so much. Among the speakers, there were those who stated they were gay, and those who stated they were transgender.  And the plight of all of them was the same.  We want to be respected, we want to be free, and we deserve to live without fear.

Now why is it, fellow women, that when there's a room full of men, they will at least develop some camaraderie and chat with each other, but when there's a room full of women it's different?  Is there camaraderie among women?  Any kind of support?  Not in my experience.  I have seen groups of women that whisper, criticize, minimize and withdraw. Or even worse.

But after attending that march and also after seeing how many women posted 'Me too' as their Facebook and Instagram status  I realized that when I look into another woman's eyes, I now know that just by the mere fact that they are women, they have suffered the same vexations, the same violence, the same shame and disrespect, to say the least.  And then, right there, I found a place where I should always look into those eyes with compassion and love.  I know it will not always be true, because I'm not perfect, and I do get frustrated some times when I'm driving and another driver cuts me off, for example, but by having compassion in mind, at least I'll remember to not be mean, disrespectful, condescending, or abusive.  Because wouldn't it be a shame that a fellow woman would suffer that at the hands of her sister?

Thanks for reading, and even if you're not a woman and you're already following this page (on which I changed the name and refocused the purpose), you will accompany and support us in this journey for women to find the Warrior in us.

Marlene💗