Recently, I have been angry. No reason, really. Just all of a sudden. Anger. It rose up, bubbled even, until the pressure blew. I found myself standing up for myself, standing up against injustice, just speaking up, but it was also angry, like “Hey, I’m not going to take it anymore, so you can just kiss my &^#@#$.”

Whew.

After the initial eruption, there was a time of resting and reflection, and the image I kept seeing was the dragon, a huge beast rising from the abyss, my inner consciousness, awakened, and then the roar, as the dragon flew, blowing fire.

I have awoken the dragon within.

Dragons are interesting symbols. They represent “the defender,” as well as faith, courage, strength and power. Depending on the culture (European dragons, Chinese, etc.), dragons can also be symbols of blessings, good luck, and intelligence or wisdom. The dragon perseveres until success is achieved. For me, I feel the dragon is about self-empowerment.

It is time now to embrace who we are, to rise, empowered, to our rightful place in the universe.

I no longer want to slay my dragon. I want to let my dragon fly free.