When something rises from deep within my belly, sacred rage ignites, a fire lights—it's instinctual and raw, a direct call from my soul. A reaction with no thought, seemingly out of nowhere, it wants action: to protect, to speak up, and stand up. Sometimes it's connected to boundaries, when I have lost my voice and I've passed the point of no return, it screams and catches me off guard. It is anger fueled with purpose. I must channel it with awareness and intention, fan the flames with my breath, wield it. It is not for destruction or harm, it's birthed from witnessing it, it's powerful, and it arrives asking me to have the courage to create change.
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