Stop Being Afraid to Fight for What You Believe In, Dammit!

I am copying and pasting something I wrote a couple days ago.  This is something that is still being solidified in my mind/heart, but I feel the need to put it out there, into the uncertain realm of the internet.

This is totally cathartic, but I know others are out there, just like me, who are coming to the realization that we are in an uncertain world at best, and one in which chaos and anarchy are surging.  This country (United States) is long overdue for a revolution.  And it will happen.  It has been bubbling underneath the surface for a long time.

When it does finally implode/explode/overtake us all, we have to be careful.  To define ourselves, our goals, our purposes.  For this war (and it will be a war, believe you me, on all levels in this country and the rest of the world) will be waged on a religious/spiritual side as well as on those everyday "mundane" levels.

It's already started in this country, and internationally.  For years now, the Dominionist movements, and other zealous Abrahamic movements have been taking root and spreading.  The continent of Africa has hotspots where people are stoned, murdered, and set on fire for being "witches".  So, yeah.  Not a pretty thing.

Those are super-generic statements, I know.  Things have been burbling under the surface of the collective conscience of humanity for a long time. I am more intuitive than I am a historian, but every news article I read, every piece of info I come across in this vein is not pretty.  It's easy for us to hide.  Trust me:  I am an agoraphobe, and that comes with the territory.  There are certain times, however, that truly do prevent people from actually growing and making things so bad all around you, that you have to speak up.  Now is one of those times, and I can no longer turn a blind eye.

I also know I need to find source documentation to back up these thoughts, so people will not think I'm crazy.  In the meantime, please understand that I truly do wish to serve and help those around me.  And beyond my protected little sphere.

I know that in the days/weeks/months to come, my thinking will clarify and sort itself out. In the meantime, the following was written on October, 20, 2011.  Peace!

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There is a time for standing by, and idly watching as others take your life away, until you can figure out how to fight back.  There is a time to stand your ground, and not give in, no matter what they try to take from you.  Then there is a time to take positive, pro-active action, to prevent further atrocities, protecting yourself  and those who are weaker.  There is also a time to fight, to not be afraid to stand up and shed blood if necessary.  Non-violent peaceful protest is the base, but a true warrior knows that for peace to be made a reality, to take back that which is stolen, which is rightfully yours, one must not hesitate to go forth into the fray.  It is not the first resort, but if it is unavoidable, then, so be it.

There will be another time when the rivers turn red, and the skies are darkened with Crows, and the Morrigan will again choose her warriors.  The Cailleach also stands ready.  This time the Warriors are not just ordinary citizens, but Priests and Priestesses.  She has awoken, and She will choose her prey.  She will choose her Warriors as well.  Be it known the Goddess has spoken.

Be not afraid to fight, but know that through fear we learn.  It will give you courage through the coming months and years.  I fear it may get worse before it gets any better.

The Goddess has returned.  The Goddess has never left.  The Goddess shall remain, and woe be unto anything, male or female, four-footed or bipedal that tries to come between her and her chosen.

I have chosen to become a Warrior Priestess again.  I have much to learn, and a short time to do so in.  I have forgotten much, and I have learned much.  I have lived in a closet while time marched on, and have much penance to do.  But not really "penance".  My suffering is largely self-created, but I have carried the blood of innocents on my hands from the last life to this one.  I have begun the work of healing through multiple life-times.  It is a scary process.  I have much to learn, though I know I have wasted time, I ask the Goddess and God, Pan and Brighid, to grant me as long as they can, to make up for this.

I wish to elevate, but to no longer be so afraid.  To kill if need be, not necessarily people, but destroy (as in utterly annihilate) ideologies and hatreds that bind and fetter.  Though if the time arises that I must take up sword and shield, and do what I must to protect myself and those weaker than myself, I will do so.  I have done it countless times in the past, and I will do so again.  This, I know.

I call upon Ansuz, the rune, to aid me in this, and with the power of Thurisaz I add power in abundance, that of an atom bomb, but with purpose and direction.  Speed me unto my goal.  Help me to help others, as I am helping myself.  Break the ties that bind my mind, my heart, my womb, my sex, my legs, my chakras, bring back the pieces of my soul unto myself so I may heal myself.

And that is Her command, as heard through another:  Witch, HEAL THYSELF.  For thou art Goddess and God.  Thou art creator and created.  And the heavens are thine, as are the earth and sea and all on, in, under, above, below and around.  Thou art the Universe itself.

As Blake would say:

"To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour."

Infinite potential exists in each of us.  Kundalini Shakti is there, waiting patiently, waiting to be ignited and set free.  She is the source of that potential, and though we must be careful, she will give us what we need.

Selah, and so mote it be.

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