The fighter. ?
The relentlessness in her spirit. ✨?✨
She has been crazy..
She has been wild..
She has been terrified..
She has clenched her fists and learned to breathe through the panic attacks.
She has wailed to the sky asking WHYYY GOD WHYYYY
She has woken up to a morning that felt like a nightmare and tried desperately to go back to the dark unknowingness of dream.
She has watched as others did not know how to handle her as she was way too much for them.
She has faced the judgment and shame of others judging and using her momentary weakness to gain an advantage from her.
She has known what it feel to be: trapped, suffocated, terrified, outraged, desperate, shattered into pieces, hurt, beaten, taken advantage of, molested, manipulated, disrespected, disregarded…
She has known a profound ALONENESS as though she were the ONLY that existed.
She has used all of her might… to take her feet out of the bed and put them on the floor, to take ONE MORE STEP… fueled by nothing more than the desire to protect and take care of those she loves…
She has lived many years with the quiet thought… “I’d be ok if I were to quietly fade off into the abyss today…”
She put one step in front of the other and kept learning.
Why did those other people seem to thrive?
Why did LIVING seem so hard?
How do you stop getting taken advantage of?
How do you get away from the people drowning you?
How do you use all the pain, fear and heartbreak for something good?
How do you find people to be around that actually inspire you?
How do you love your family without letting it drain you?
How do you help people without having to take on their problems?
How do you get out from under the immense financial pressure?
How do you just be GOOD… NORMAL?
And slowly she began to learn.. to get answers… to find people with answers..
And she KEPT asking questions, KEPT taking one more step forward.. she KEPT stepping.
She heard them say she was pipe dreaming that she could be more. Others were far smarter and more experienced and even they could not accomplish their dreams… what made her think she could?
And she STEPPED AWAY FROM THEM.
She felt the ones pulling at her, looking for a shortcut- unwilling to do their own work.. and SHE STEPPED AWAY FROM THEM.
She saw others creating real change in the world… healing hearts and changing lives… AND SHE STEPPED TOWARDS THEM…
She heard others saying… it’s safe to dream, it’s safe to become… and SHE STEPPED TOWARDS THEM.
She ran into manipulative, greedy people.. and SHE STEPPED AWAY FROM THEM..
She listened as people called her SELFISH for taking the time she needed to heal and learn. GREEDY for daring to thrive financially. NEEDY for daring to let herself be seen. Too LOUD for letting her voice be heard.
AND SHE GAVE THEM PERMISSION… TO STEP AWAY FROM >HER<
Her thriving platform, HER global company, HER incredible tribe, HER position of power and influence, HER financial overflow, HER life of freedom.
She had become PERMISSION.
The permission she desperately struggled to find as she walked blinded in the darkness for all the years behind her….
She had learned to let her PAIN & FIRE incinerate the judgment, jealousy, fear, religious prison, rules, the reckless words….
She had created a space for others to DARE TO BELIEVE in their DREAMS.
TO DARE TO STEP AWAY….
TO DARE TO SPEAK.
TO DARE TO BE SEEN.
TO DARE TO BECOME.
TO DARE TO CHALLENGE OLD RULES PUT ON THEM
TO DARE TO HIDE NOTHING AND KNOW THEIR WORTH
TO DEFY ALL ODDS… and even let it be easy as she did.
And her tribe knew her. They were her.
The one who walks BACK INTO THE FIRE with the buckets of water for those burning where she used to burn.
The one whose FIRE inside burns brighter than the fire around her…
She did not care what others said about it… she carried water anyways..
She did not wait for permission to bring the water…
She did not tell a story of how she wasn’t worthy to bring the water…
She did not hesitate because she might FAIL to get them the water…
She did not complain that it was hot and scorched her as she walked..
She did not tell a tale of her weakness BECAUSE she was from the fire..
She did not stop and wait hoping someone would tell her HOW to be the water…
SHE.. JUST… BROUGHT… THE… WATER…
Then she brought a hose.
Then she brought helicopters…
Then she brought THE WHOLE FKG STORM…
She demanded the heavens dump out quenching waters for all she loves and served.. and because of the purity & power of her love, the unquestioning authority in her demand… the heavens obeyed.
And in this there was a path for those who were willing to step up and do the work to walk out of the fire as well.
She knew her power. ?
She knew her worth.
She knew her heart.
She knew her mission.
She showed up. She did the work. She enjoyed the rewards on the other side…
But more than anything in the world…. she did it together with the ones with the scars on their backs.
Never ever has there been a time like this.
The world needs you.
It needs you NOW.
I love you,