For Warriors and Writers
On my laptop and listening to Running Down a Dream by Tom Petty: Outside my window a blue-grey day pelts the glass with rain and anticipation. I launch this blog in the hope that I can bring some strength, insight, and spirit to these journal pages. I dedicate this space to my muses, angels, and loved ones.
The legendary warrior, Lancelot fought for his king and his love. A real warrior, St. Joan of Arc fought for her visions and country. Both had a purpose. What is my purpose? What do I fight for? What is your purpose? What do you fight for?
I’ll go first.
My purpose? I write, teach, counsel, and parent. I pray, celebrate, and love—kindly, passionately, and devoutly. I support causes—Puppies Behind Bars, Red Cross, and Disabled American Veterans. I serve the community. I support teachers, often blamed and seldom honored as guardians of the children. I remember my favorite teacher. She set me on a solid path. I support my family and friends. They are my clan—good or bad. We journey and struggle together. It is our destiny. Clarity will come in the next world.
I fight for respect and my principles in a world that often challenges self-love and love for others. I temper my words, but won’t sacrifice my beliefs in the face of cruelty, injustice, or social pressure. I know bouts of weakness, but I also know moments of strength. I’ve experienced cowardice and courage. I fight to live well.
Now it’s your turn. Do you have a purpose or a battle? Please feel free to share? I will respond.