i am a dragon. i am katla
i have been full of rage my whole life. i didn’t know. they said, you are loud. you are passionate. you are full of fire.
rage is the fuel that drives me.
rage also evokes violence when i lead with rage without knowing. holding grudge to my mother, not being able to forgive, not being able to have interdependent relationships.
rage didn’t just start with me. it comes from my grandmother, my mother. it comes from not being heard, seen, felt. it comes from a society unable to see itself. stuck in rationalism and productivity.
so, how can the dragon get to know its fire and learn to release it with control? and how does that affect the dragon’s capacity to change the system?
kisses,
katla
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