So… then there was that time I scrolled through my Facebook newsfeed and saw this:
Running after “slaying a dragon,” at all costs, with no relationship to your divine or to the other human beings in the world, will never generate joy .
A Hero’s Journey doesn’t suit us. It’s just not going to work.
We need something else, we need a new map.
We need to step into the Heroine’s Journey.
The Hero points himself in the direction of a singular goal,
the Heroine uses her desire as her internal compass.
The Hero leads with his sword,
the Heroine leads with her pleasure.
The Hero is alone,
the Heroine locates herself in community, in sisterhood, in collaboration.
The Hero is self-sacrificing,
the Heroine receives from others.
The Hero revels in his victory, no matter the price.
the Heroine is filled with deep gratitude at the privilege of life, itself, at every twist in her storyline.
The Hero never questions himself, or his value, or direction,
the Heroine lives inside the question, and trusts that the enjoyment of her deep longing draws her desires closer to her, every day.
The Hero survives adversity against all odds,
the Heroine owns her rupture, surrenders to it, celebrates the perfection of her circumstances, no matter what.
The heroine takes a huge leap- she chooses to be the author of her own storyline, rather than the victim.
The power and the fuel that allows the Heroine’s Journey to unfold is her turn on.
Turned on to life. Turned on to her divinity. Turned on to her beauty. Turned on to her pleasure. Turned on to her power.
When a woman is turned on, she is tuned in.
And I realized that maybe my hesitation isn’t fear, but that I’ve been living the wrong story.