Thursday, June 3, 2010

A Warrior Queen

This is my life and it is real. As much as I might like once upon a times, any decisions I make that will ultimately influence my real life must be based on real facts.

No knights in shining armor ride into my life without me riding out to meet them at the castle wall. I am no damsel in distress. I am a warrior queen whose life has been based on my understanding of the logistics necessary to maintain what I believe in.

And what do I believe in?

Peace, but not at any cost. I want peace built on a foundation that will hold up the premises important to me. Growth, based upon firm, proven techniques. Stability that allows me to keep doing those things I find necessary for my own peace of mind.

I smile lovingly at those who tilt at windmills, but I do it from afar. They are the court jesters and entertainers whose antics may be funny, but not particularly sane. I regularly deal with dragons and gorgons who come from within to hone my actions and keep me honest. I stay in touch with my children, knowing that they have been trained and educated to the best of my ability to survive on their own in this world.

And my round table is surrounded by people whose lives serve to keep me honest and thinking. Men and women who understand what it is to fight their own dragons and sustain their own charitable proclivities. People who can stand on their own two feet and wield the sword of justice with the intense concentration of one who knows the difference between discipline and indulgence.

This is my life and my kingdom and I am not afraid to die defending it, but I will not die the death of a romantic, consumed by my own foolishness. Nor will I die a martyr hoping that my actions will bring me fame posthumously. I don't need fame. That comes from outside me. The things I crave come from within.

I surround myself with people I admire and respect. They become the living mirrors whose reactions help me gauge where I am and what I am doing. Often I am in awe of those who take the time to communicate with me. I cannot believe I am allowed to rub shoulders with such people. They are the real knights in shining armor, not charging, but riding quietly through this world doing what they can to the best of their ability. If I can learn to do that, I will be content.

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