If you’d met me years ago, you might not have seen a warrior.
You might have seen a woman who smiled easily, who tried her best to keep everyone happy, who knew how to fit herself into the boxes the world offered her.
A woman who wanted to belong – even if it meant shrinking herself to fit.
I was a master at reading a room, sensing what was needed, and becoming whatever version of me would cause the least resistance. It felt safer that way. Safer to blend in, safer to stay quiet, safer to please.
But safe is not the same as free.
The quiet ache for more
Underneath the smiles and the ‘good girl’ persona, there was a quiet ache – a longing I couldn’t quite name. It felt like a call from somewhere deeper inside me, a voice whispering:
"There’s more to you than this."
"You’re not here to play small."
"You are a warrior, even if you’ve forgotten."
But every time that voice spoke, the fear would rise…
What if I spoke my truth and they walked away?
What if I let my real self be seen and I wasn’t enough?
What if I failed?
What if, what if, what if…I was drowning in the ‘what ifs’!
So I kept the ache quiet…until I couldn’t.
The awakening
For me, the awakening hasn’t come all at once – there’s been no lightning bolt moment. It’s come in small rebellions, and quiet refusals to keep betraying myself.
It’s grown in strength since I started saying no to what didn’t feel right – even if saying yes would’ve been easier.
It gathers momentum when I stop outsourcing my worth to the opinions of others, and instead ask myself – what do I actually want?
It takes root in me when I realise I’m the only one who can give myself permission to be fully me.
With each small act of courage, I remember…
I remember that my voice matters.
I remember that I am allowed to want more.
I remember that I can stand firmly in my own power – not because someone else gives me permission, but because I choose it for myself.
It’s through this remembering that I realised I’ve always been a warrior – I’d just been taught to forget.
Embracing my inner warrior
Being a warrior doesn’t mean becoming hard or cold. It doesn’t mean fighting the world.
It means:
- Learning to trust my own voice more than external noise
- Choosing love – not just for others, but for myself
- Walking through fear, knowing freedom is on the other side
- Letting go of the version of me built for others, and choosing the version of me built for truth
This is the journey I’m still on and will always be on – a journey of remembering, and a journey of becoming my fullest, freest self.
And this is why The Warriors Way is the deepest, most profound thing that exists for me.
You are a warrior too
If any part of my story feels familiar – if you’ve ever felt the ache for something more, if you’ve ever wondered who you could be on the other side of the fear – I want you to know this:
You are not broken.
You are not too much.
You are not behind.
You are a warrior, too.
And you are never alone.
Our Invitation
I’m walking this path alongside you – not as someone who has it all figured out, but as someone committed to the journey. Together, with my beautiful soul sister Leyandra, we’ve created The Warriors Way – a community for souls like you, ready to rise, ready to reclaim, ready to remember.
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