This is the woman with the sword who has achieved her position through battle and victory. She’s always on guard, at times unpleasantly much. She knows you don’t come to victory sleeping. She also knows that the heart only has half the truth – logic has the other. She may be harsh, but fair. Her biggest defeat would be to acknowledge that she can’t do everything by herself; that she at times will have to rely on others. She has learned through pain and she never forgets. Suffering is the path to learning.
The woman with the sword has learned that it’s not enough to be inspired; she has to fight even when it isn’t fun anymore. She has found that just because things are, doesn’t mean they won’t hurt; pain is real, and pain will strike. She rises time after time; not in spite of pain, but because of it. She knows that things will go bad so they can go well, so they can go bad so they can go well again. There is a liberation in the fall; a beauty in suffering.
This woman with her sword knows that every choice she makes is a rejection of another. She is aware of it and she chooses with self confidence, justice and foresight. She has no reason to explain the decisions she makes to anyone but herself. She is holy because she turns others to sinners. She stands gloating while seeking joy in other’s misfortune. She is fiercely independent, but only because she would rather die than inconvenience others by asking for help.
She is powerful, enchanting, unscrupulous, savage. She is devils and ghosts and monsters. Something more than just human. Women with swords were burned at the stake because the world was afraid.
