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Things I can learn from the Vuvalini 

(Or, considerations on how to become an older woman of some badassness, in a not-yet apocalyptic world) –

  • “One bullet” need not mean a weapon’s projectile, but rather, one sentence, one comment – choose your words wisely, carefully, make them count, for they can strike and wound swiftly.
  • Bring the green with you. Create and build, don’t let that spark, that seedling of an idea, a notion, or belief, wither and die.
  • Foster the stories, nurture the names, remember where you came from even if it was a harsh land. Find the love in your lineage, even if you must turn over rock and stone, and bring that love to light.
  • Support one another regardless of your differences for you share a collective journey with other women and have walked some miles on the same hard road. Attacking without reason or warrant, making jabs and barbs, only undermines your efforts and your spirit.
  • Age doesn’t dictate your level of strength. Rather, it’s measured by the fire in your eyes and the wings in your soul.
  • Do what you must to survive, scrape together all that you can to endure, but pack light, and practical.
  • Recognize that there is power in self, even in the most desperate and difficult of times. But there is also power in numbers, in a sisterhood that can be a mighty army, with heads held high to catch the sun.