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“Never answer an angry word with an angry word. Its the second one that makes the quarrel.” — W. A. Nance
If you have been reading any of my posts — ever — you will understand this about me: I have a real fucking hard time turning the other cheek.
I completely suck at it.
For too many years My Warrior Shadow Self protected a small, wounded, abandoned girl child. She is convinced The Child remains in need of protection. She has a helluva a hard time not destroying anyone who comes near that little kid.
This week I read a piece by Nalini MacNab which pointed out to me exactly how the dominos fall when I allow My Warrior to unsheath her sword.
It wasn’t a flattering picture.
And yet, every sentence was Truth.
Life is an echo. I know this. I need to use My Warrior Goddess and Her Sword with surgical precision for the causes which truly matter to me. Or else the ensuing chaos of negative energy I’ve sent out just rolls back into My Own Life. Times Three.
Rising to the bait — only gets you hooked. And lands you in someone’s frying pan. Did I mention my ex-husband was an avid fisherman? See — this lesson should have sunk in decades ago. Because I was witness to this process every weekend when he brought home his catch. For thirty-two years.
