The following is from a series of tweets by Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo:
For whom is Dharma written? Not for the ones who feel they know it. That would be a waste. If you are like that don’t listen to me.
Remember I was born in Brooklyn. (So not trustworthy?). I learned late, Aha! But was born young. I’ve always been kind and generous which makes me stupid, a joke.
I am a women past her prime. What use am I? I have seen my nature long ago, yet cannot hardly speak of it. I know the pulse of life, so must be repelled and fought. And because I have a throne and crown will never be loved truly.
But I love you. If you can open your heart and ask me in I will be there. A whore for Dharma, sure. A healer, speaker, -piece of shit, a rose, whatever you need me to be for you.
But not beaten. I will never be beaten as it is pre-ordained.
The following is from a series of tweets by Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo:
We are women
We are delicate and fragile
And inconceivably strong
Worlds are born from us
We are sacred
We are the oceans of the Earth
Seducing and touching the sand
This is our time
The following is from a series of tweets by Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo:
Hi all! Still hiding, and all is going well. I’m making progress on my Health Rider, and I’ve started to learn self-defense.
What the law won’t do for me, I’ll do for myself. What other choice does this system give women?
I have a heavy bag, gloves etc. And I’m gonna be a warrior. I’m tired of feeling like a victim, or wronged, or weak. I would never attack someone who didn’t attack first. This training is to be sure 1) I don’t need it 2) I won’t fold. I feel stronger already, more confident. I feel tougher. This is great!
Wait for the law to do the right thing? This patriarchy? Don’t think so. So many women die while running. I will stand my ground. No one else will.
I once had every confidence in the government and it’s laws. No more. I trust myself. I feel I can be both healing and loving, and impossible to take down. What a combo for women!
And gals, we are forced to take this rout because there is no law for us. None. And the restraining orders? As if paper will stop a psychopath. My mother had one, but she always let him back. He’d buy candy and flowers. But the real reason is, she had no money and would have to go on welfare. One day he broke her nose with a glass ashtray. Once he threw an axe at my brother, missed and cleaved a tree my brother hid behind. One day he shot and nearly killed a man. He was crazy and dangerous and he got five years for attempted murder. So did they care about the wife and kids? No.
That won’t happen to me. Sometimes women know when trouble is coming. I have good intuition and I’ll depend on myself if others don’t believe me. I won’t accept any opinions. This is my life and I’m gonna save it.
It hurts to know the law doesn’t care. You all need to learn this. There are excellent classes, mentors, non lethal equipment. Or lethal as well with proper training and a license. Believe in yourself; in your worth. Even just living in urban cities can make you candy for some freak with a lot of hate. You don’t have to be candy. Get trained. Stay alive. Change the game. Be a force to be reckoned with.
See you soon. When I “emerge” I’ll be a warrior. Join me! For all our sakes.
