Take The High Road Or Awaken The Warrior Within

As women, I still think it is ingrained that we are to be subservient-quiet, thousands of years of programming—yet to be undone. I have always tended to be a knee-jerk reactor, part of my Aries I would always say. Until one day I had a knife in my hand ready to inflict the final blow that would close down my mind and rid me of the world I no longer thought I could live in. Since I am here now writing this article, divine intervention or grace or whatever you want to call it spared me and processing became my new norm from then on.

Processing has served me well over the years since that fateful day. It has saved me from harm and the knee-jerk reactions that no longer could serve a purpose in my evolution. Processing is simply this; whenever a circumstance arises that would cause you to react impulsively, shut down, internalize—no matter how long that takes and then act or not. Whatever the circumstance calls for. I guess a simpler way of putting it is the old count to 10, sometimes you may need 20.

Recently I have been caught up in a few scenarios that have tested my ability to process. One is the old boys club network that encourages a woman to do what she is told in the workplace with no back-talk (an article for another day). The other is what spurred this article today.

My Mother has been dead for 5 years now and less than 24 hours ago she was maligned on social media by a former family member. My Mother did not have a lot of support in her lifetime as she chose to live without a partner after her divorce. She relied on her children for that support, but mainly me, her only daughter. My Mother used to tell me “you are the hardest person I have ever known” “you live in a world that is only black or white with no shades of gray”. Perhaps she is right, we disagreed on a lot. But the one thing my Mother instilled in me is the love of a Mother for her Children. There is no other such love, of this I know to be true with no shades of gray. It is the biggest reason, protecting her even after death is all that I know.

I was encouraged to take the high road and just let the maligning be. Offer no reaction to the malinger. But then the black or white part of me, could not. The warrior had been awakened and put my processing on mute. Sometimes in life, you have to respect the inner you and skip the high road’s asphalt. Let this article serve as a public service announcement, women. Let your voice be heard, keep it classy & elegant but if you are asked to take the high road or awaken the warrior within—take those years of programming; stick them on the high road to travel the other way and awaken the warrior within.

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Author; Blogger; Self-Proclaimed “Woman” of all trades and Self-Proclaimed “Master” of some! AFAA Certified Group Aerobics Instructor since 1998; MA Licensed Real Estate Agent since 1995; former Certified Financial Counselor and Passionate Advocator of Financial Education for Women. Tech Geek; Home Cook & Most Importantly, Mother of 3, my #1 Reason for Living!!!