She Simply Asks that I Live
Confronting internalized martyrdom.
She is not asking me to become a martyr.
My deepest self is not interested in sacrificing me for some glorious cause.
She simply wants to LIVE and sing the Song of Life the way my body was designed to.
In doing so, there is the chance that I could become a target of those still deeply invested in the death song of patriarchy, the song which kills people long before they are even dead.
Those running this death cult are the same ones who stoned the prophets of old who dared call the people back to Sophia Wisdom and the ways of Life, the same who crucified Jesus who taught unconditional love and radical peace, the same who burned the witches who knew the free healing powers of nature and the spirits.
I do not want to be a martyr alongside these bright souls. I'm not interested in being sacrificed as they were. And they are not asking me to be sacrificed.
Everything on the side of Life is simply calling me to LIVE and sing Her Song for others to hear.
We cannot control how others respond to hearing it. It may enrage some who wish to remain asleep. But oh... it will awaken many to true LIFE.
Martyrdom is the worst-case scenario. In order to avoid the worst-case scenario, I have deprived myself of every possible best-case scenario.
Doing everything to avoid martyrdom, I have simply martyred myself. My song goes unheard. My life goes unlived. I become dead before even dying, and I blame this death on those who would wish to silence the Song if they heard it. I silence the song myself. I become a false martyr for the Song.
I have played right along with this death cult. I have become ruled by the same fear which rules them and which they instill in others. I criticize their fear of death, which is really just a fear of Life, which allows me to conveniently avoid facing my own fear of death- my own fear of Life.
There is no life without risk. None.
She does not ask me to become a martyr.
She does not ask me to die.
She simply asks that I live.