Quote from: Carlita on July 05, 2013, 10:01:31 AM
I was talking to my therapist yesterday. And we were talking about the importance of retaining all the good things about who you were pre-transition as you go through transition and then start a new, female life.
'You are strong now,' she said, 'and you will be a strong woman, too.'
And then she added, 'I think of my girls as warrior princesses.'
I should say that my therapist is like a girls' school headmistress. Anyone who goes through transition with her - and there are LOTS - is one of 'my girls' and it's possessive, and supportive and very sweet. Anyway, she then went on: 'They're amazing. They're beautiful and feminine, but within them they have everything they learned and experienced when they were living a male life, and it gives them incredible power.'
I think it's an incredibly empowering idea to think of oneself as a warrior princess. And I know that it can apply to all of us, so I just wanted to share it with everyone here.
Be proud.
Be strong.
You're a warrior princess!!
Did people not in Oz ever seen the show Xena?
The caption of the show--and for about a half decade, often you heard
XENA! Warrior Princess! la la la la la, her battle cry
She had a grin, ear to ear, on a jaw as wide as Brad Pitt's - and a strong, unshakable beauty, as her beautifully muscular arms and gorgeous, thick waste, strong shoulders as she pulled back the bow. Raven, long Amazonian hair. And a mental constitution forged with Trial By Fire. Her females in her warrior tribe--thin, old, young, features as varied as there are stars in the heavens. All beautiful. Stunning. So, from vulnerability, to strength, but without sacrificing compassion for vulnerability. Self-sacrificing, but self-affirming, self-caring and self-protective.
A true hero is not what we are shown on the television--superman, spiderman and Prince Planet (okay, that one's showing my age *coughs* from the sixties). They are the warriors of the human heart, who traverse boundaries of convention, by the decision to defy convention in acknowledgement of their basic mental infrastructure. They are forged in the cauldron of society's prejudices, and commune in enclaves where, battle weary, they draw strength, solace and comfort amongst people who love them, empathise with their journey and see the steel of their being in the tears of their struggle.
You are amazing. Your therapist is a beautiful human being. And you GO GIRL and SHOUT THAT WARRIOR PRINCESS so loud that the Earth stops turning for a moment, and the people stand still, all around the world as the Earth beneath their feet trembles at your coming.
Without a moment's hesitation, I would be proud to stand as a flag bearer--not in first place, for I have not earned that privilege. You have. And those who come near with a scornful glance, rejecting eye, or petty word and cheap shot.
I will get out my mother's diamond crusted stiletto, march up to their quarter, and scratch on the earth
"warning, Warrior Princesses wither conventional judgment, change the world, re-write policy and love - they will wither you with their gaze of steel. Though they cry, too often alone, they are stronger than you. And their withering gaze was forged by your incaution when they needed your love"