Are you feeling like for some reason you have been chosen to be a warrior all of a sudden? Are you being attacked for your beliefs, actions or words? I think many times in our lives we ARE chosen to be a warrior for reasons that we may not understand. This may be something that you don’t want or think that you don’t want but we do not usually have a choice in the matter. We may not feel that we are worthy of this task or that we are up to the fight and still the spirits choose us for the battle.
I have been inspired to write about this topic due to a conversation that I recently had with a reader. I believe that she has been chosen as a warrior to combat some negative and evil people who need to be exposed. I get the distinct feeling that she is resistant but she is up to the work ahead or she would not have been chosen. I believe that she has a gift that allows her to see through the masks of deceit and that she will be guided to do the right things to rip those masks off of the people who are trying to gain power and to right some wrongs. Will it be easy? I doubt it. Will she suffer some wounds along the way. Probably. Will it be worth it in the long run? Definitely!
Many cultures teach that we humans are put on Mother Earth for a purpose. I think that some people are narrow minded enough to think that it is for a single purpose. I’m not so sure about that. I have come to believe that there are several tasks that our souls get assigned to as we walk our journeys in life. Sometimes we are being “trained” as a small child to have the skills that we will need for a latter battle of some kind. Sometimes the need arises suddenly and we find ourselves picking up our shields and getting in the middle of something that somehow we just know we have to be involved in; pleasant or not.
I now know that much of my childhood was a training exercise for later events in my life. To say that I had a rough childhood would be putting it mildly. There are scars that can be seen and more scars that can not be seen that were caused by abuses that I suffered as a child. Verbal and physical abuse along with sexual abuse were not unknown to me as a little girl. Stranger danger was not something taught to kids when I was a young girl. Trouble is, that even if it had been, strangers were not the abusers in my case. It was people who I should have been able to trust, it was people who should have been protecting me, it was people who should have loved me instead of hurting me. It was hard!
I learned early on that many of the people that I should have been able to get help from just turned a blind eye to what I was trying to tell them. I learned to listen to my instincts and the spirits that guided me to stay away from bad people. I learned some really, really hard lessons as I was being prepared to become a warrior later on in life.
A few decades ago I became that warrior. There was a period of about 2 years where it seemed that every time I turned around I was being presented with a child that needed help. There were a variety of types of abuse that they were suffering from but abuse was the common thread with all of them. Each story would break my heart and bring back memories that I had tried so hard to bury. At one point, after having a little girl come to me that was struggling with a similar experience that I had endured as a kid; I cried out with tears streaming down my face. “Why do you keep bringing these broken children to me?”
“You know their pain,” a voice said in my head.
“Yes, I know their pain and it hurts me all over again!” I cried out.
“You do not turn them away as others did you. You help them,” the voice said.
A huge weight lifted when I heard that. I understood. I suddenly understood a lot of things. I understood why I had the childhood that I did. I understood why these little birds with broken wings gravitated to me. Later, I would understand that as I took up the challenge of defending these innocent little souls that I was also going through a healing process of my own. Did I want to be that warrior? No! Did I like being told to mind my own business? No! Did I have to go through that warrior period? Yes! Was it an easy process? Hell, no but it was most definitely worth the journey when it was over.
I know this has become a long post but I feel that there are several of you that need to read this because you are in the middle of your own warrior process. I need to tell you that you will be OK and that there is a reason that you were chosen. You may not feel worthy of it; but you are. Trust me, when the battle is over; you will be a better person for it.