Real Warriors Love. (And bring it when necessary)

     When the word warrior is mentioned Americans are prone to think of weaponry, fatigues, explosions and the flag. When warrior is mentioned in the same sentence as a Native American the image that flashes is long hair, bare chested, light mocha colored man on a horse with a bow and arrow.

     Both images are woefully inadequate in reality. Women are warriors, children are warriors, people who have never held a automatic weapon are warriors. The guy who gets up everyday and goes to a job where he busts his kiester for 8 plus hours a day for a low wage and do it day in and day out to provide for his family. A warrior is a water protector who gets blasted in the face with mace by men who are paid with their taxes and turns around and shows up the next day. The warrior is the one who's job it is to feed homeless children and provide a safe place for them in neighborhoods that police do not go to. Warriors do warrior 'ish because they love people and they love because they know that the highest purpose is to serve. 

     We are here to serve, we are not here to be served. 

     This is America, like it or not we are getting more and more Brown and it's not because its summer time. See that young man's face above? He is not a warrior. He is terrified. He is scared that when America goes majority Brown we will treat them like they have treated us. I would tell him that it won't happen because we are not built that way but he wouldn't listen to me because I am Brown. 

     Warriors know that love is the strongest force in the universe. Some believe that is all that God is made of. Warriors know that love of self leads to love of kind and love of kind leads to respect of all life. All life. If it has wings we love it, if it has paws we love it, if it has hooves we love it, if it has skin color unlike our own we love it. Why? Because it is the strongest force in the universe. Now don't get it twisted. I am not a hippie, I am not a pacifist. I'm not Christian and I don't turn my cheek. I stand with The Creator of all natural things and I am positive of the outcome. Love will win. I can get violent but that is such a small part of being a warrior that it is not even in my mind when I go to a protest or make a speech or write a blog. {:)}I carry a message that regardless if you think of me as as much human as you are that love is the strongest force in the universe and it is what motivates a warrior. 

     I do not perpetuate violence and actually know it to be futile but self defense is not violence, self defense is a tool that a warrior uses when all other tools have been tried. When you see me at a protest know that it is because I am compelled by spirit and love to move that way. To confront hate with love is hard. It is very very hard and at 47 years of age I am still learning to do it right. When I saw those men marching with torches and chanting Nazi slogans I was not angry. I was incredibly sad. Sad because I know that talking to them will not change them, they are so afraid and rhetoric filled that listening is a skill they have lost. Meeting them in large numbers with love and compassion will confuse them and hopefully give them that precious second to stop and pause and look around and reconsider their behavior. 

     We outnumber them. Not Brown people "we" I am talking about the WE that knows that the universe is run on numbers and love. The WE that as Americans are attempting to move this nation to live up to it's promises of a nation of equals and justice. Trump and the conservatives are cowards and they are scared and their base, the men and women who carry torches and chant Nazi slogans, are cowards also. Like children they can learn one of two ways. The way of the peaceful warrior or the way of the warrior who has tried their best and is left with not other choice but to protect what they love. 

     I love my family and I love my people and I love my simplistic understanding of The Creator of all natural things. Feel free to be a White nationalist but also be prepared to be met with love, compassion and power. NOT force, but POWER. Next blog I will try to explain the difference.

     By the way, I stole the Real Warriors Love from my kola Tony Goulet author of GOD HELP ME TIE MY SHOES and THE FOUR. I stole it and he can't do a damn thing about it because I'm bigger than him and he lives in Texas.