Every warrior has a code, an ethos. It is an
invisible thread that connects him to all of his warrior brothers and sisters
since the beginning of time. Steven Pressfield asks “How do we find our true
calling, our soul companions, our destiny? He answers, “In this task, our
mightiest ally is the warrior ethos.”
A warrior never hopes, but he must have
faith. Hope is powerless, useless… The longer we sit and hope the more time we
waste, because the universe gives only what is sought, what is believed! But
yet a warrior must have faith. Because at times not every path is clear, and
not every enemy a fiery dragon. When the forest is dark the warrior holds his
ground with faith that if he remembers the warrior code, the light to
illuminate the darkness will come.
For the warrior, the body is as important as
the mind, because the two are inseparable. Danielle Bolleli writes “ A person
who knows there is a wild wolf living under the skin has less reason to be
intimidated by reality. Even when the power of the mind is in doubt, the body
can provide tangible proof.”
A warrior is not an ascetic. He does not deny
himself the pleasures of conquest simply for the sake of denying them. He
realizes that in denying oneself it is easy to think he is doing great things,
when really he is just focused on himself. But neither is the warrior attached
to these pleasures. He can walk away from them at any time, and sometimes he
does, just to prove it to himself.
The warrior is a natural leader, and he leads
under one principle– Follow me. When Alexander the great was threatened with
mutiny after years of a brutal campaign in India, he stripped down naked, so
all the men could see his scars. “Bring forth a man who has bled more than me,
and we will go home.” No one came forth, because it was Alexander, riding his
horse Bucephalus with a double plumed helmet who led every charge. Instead, his
men erupted in cheers and pounded their shields.
The Warrior is a Believer. As Paulo Coelho
says, “Because he believes in miracles, miracles begin to happen. Because he is
sure that his thoughts can change his life, his life begins to change. Because
he is certain that he will find love, love appears.”
A warrior is highly tuned to sense danger,
but he does not fear. He does not fear because pain is temporary and death is
an illusion. What is eternal cannot die, and the warrior knows that he will
laugh, he will love, and he will fight for all eternity, in this world or some
other.
If he errs, if he wanders, if he indulges in
self pity, if he complains… He does not despair. He knows that he is human, and
he remembers the choice he made. He picks his sword back up from the ground,
and resumes the path of the warrior.
A warrior fights for one reason alone: love.
Love of life, love of what is good, love of family, love of tribe, and love of
our infinite soul on the quest for impeccability. He lets love swell in his
heart, flushing through every cell in his being until he cannot help but
proclaim, like Cyrano De Bergerac, “I am going to be a storm — a flame — I need
to fight whole armies alone. I have ten hearts! I have a hundred arms! I feel
too strong to war with mortals. Bring me GIANTS!”
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