On defeating dragonsWhat I wish someone had told me

I wish someone had told me that when you kill a dragon

You wonder if you are actually a dragon.

Please see this past post on dragons.
This is the sequel (or the aftermath) edition.

In order to defeat a fierce thing, you must become equally or even more fierce.

The past months have stoked a fire in my belly
that I don’t think will ever be put out.

I have changed, molecularly.

Did you know that we have dominant and recessive genes in our bodies?
Life circumstances, stress, prayer, pain and joy can call something to the front, or to the back.

I think the same is in our spirits.

When there is a beast, creature, dragon or simply a moment to be overcome,

Fortunately, it will change us.

I walked through a door that I can’t walk back from…
and it is calling me forward to be the person I was born to be.

Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately,
dragon fights don’t leave you unchanged.

Defeating dragons stats:

18 months

13 lawyers

100 hairs that fell and grew back white (a nice confirmation that I’ll be a white haired lady one day)

10,000 steps averaged a day to shake it off (if it weren’t for the cortisol levels, I’d be ripped)

100 Pilates classes this year so far (seriously I can’t sit still)

3 weeks of “what the heck” in New Mexico

1 week of “I did everything wrong”

1 week of “I did everything right”

1 week of, “it’s done.”

9 visits to hot springs that lasted at least 4 hours each to loosen the trauma from my fascia.

6 rounds of manipulative texts from various sources.

Would include financial stats but that’s more depressing than tmi

1 very large emotional scar that has somehow closed but that I will carry the rest of my life.

2022-2024 has been sort of a wild ride.

Anyone that knows me, knows:

I am kind and gentle and sweet

But if you back me into a corner

And decide you can push me or control me

Or if you harm someone

Or if you gossip

Or if you dare try to step between me and Jesus

It’s a scorched earth policy.

The thing they don’t tell you about killing dragons is that there is no part of your life that remains untouched.

Was it worth it?

Well, I wouldn’t be writing this if I hadn’t killed the dragon.

I wouldn’t be telling stories.

You tell me.

Watch this space.
Wishing you courage, peace and fortitude,

Mari