As we stand at the edge of one year closing and another beginning, this is an invitation — especially for those of us in the Warrior Heart community — to reflect not just on what we carried in 2025, but on what was truly ours to carry. Because the world, life, and leadership can feel heavy. And sometimes it is heavy because we become stronger through the lifting and the carrying. And sometimes it is heavy because it was never ours to hold. Knowing the difference does not come from pushing harder. It comes from discernment. From wisdom. From that inner guidance many of us in this community are learning to listen to — and trust. And then comes the deeper work we practise together: the courage and responsibility to know what to put down, and what we are meant to keep moving with. I fought for this life. And now I am learning to trust — not as an idea, but as a daily practice — that I am worthy, allowed, enough, and safe to have it, to hold it, and to carry the calling that came with it. This life did not come by accident. This calling did not mistake me. Survival was never the destination. It was the crossing. Sovereignty is the remembering. As we begin to weave 2026, the invitation within the Warrior Heart community is this: not just what we build or carry forward — but how we stay with ourselves and with each other as we do. This is Warrior Heart. This is Dreamweaving. This is choosing to move at the pace of peace and trust — together. Because arrival is not something we earn alone. It is something we learn how to honour in community.

What and who are you fighting for right now?

✨ A reminder for the ones walking back home to themselves Ngayi Warrior Hearts, As we step into this next season together, I want to honour the truth that every one of us is carrying something — a story, a scar, a dream, a responsibility, an unfinished chapter. Many of us are learning to breathe again after seasons of survival, burnout, self-abandonment, or fighting battles no one ever saw. And yet… you’re here. You showed up. That matters. This is what the Warrior Heart path really is: Not perfection. Not knowing all the answers. Not having everything healed or sorted. But choosing to rise — slow, steady, sovereign — guided by the Ancestors, anchored in purpose, and committed to remembering who you are beneath all the noise. Here in this community, we walk with three truths: 1. You are not alone. Every woman, every mother, every person here is walking between courage and fear, between who they were taught to be and who they’re becoming. Your story belongs here. Your voice belongs here. 2. You don’t have to sprint. You just have to take the next honest step. Micro-steps are how we reclaim ourselves. One commitment. One breath. One truth at a time. When we walk gently but consistently, the Dreaming rises to meet us. 3. Your Warrior Heart isn’t something you earn — it’s something you uncover. It has always been there, shaped by Ancestors, woven into your songline, waiting for you to come back to it. This space isn’t about performance. It isn’t about pretending. It’s about returning — to your power, your purpose, your truth, your culture, and your own rhythm. As we move into the next chapter of this movement, I want to ask you: ✨ What part of yourself are you ready to reclaim? ✨ What truth in your body is asking to be honoured? ✨ How does your next step align with your Dreaming and your sovereignty? Answer quietly in your own spirit, or share it with the sisterhood. Either way — you are seen, you are held, and you are walking with a community rising alongside you.

“Season of Rising — 42 Years in This Body, This Purpose, This Dreaming”** Ngayi my Warrior Hearts, Today I step into a new season — not because the calendar says it, but because my spirit demanded it. Today, on my 42nd birthday, I honour every version of me that walked, crawled, fought, cried, prayed, and held on long enough for me to stand here now. A mother. A woman. A leader. A Dreaming-led warrior. A sovereign spirit who refuses to shrink any longer. Today I release every space, story, and relationship that has asked me to be smaller than who I am. I’m letting go of trying to belong to people who don’t show up. I’m letting go of carrying love alone. I’m letting go of chasing acceptance from spaces that cannot hold my truth, my spirit, or my calling. I’m letting go of the weight of expectation, the pressure to be “enough,” and the old survival patterns that kept me safe but kept me small. This next season is mine. A season of rising. A season of truth. A season of walking in my full spiritual authority — the authority giftedby Ancestors, not institutions by Dreaming, not politics by lived experience, not permission. I honour: ✨ the girl who survived ✨ the young woman who kept fighting ✨ the mother who kept loving ✨ the warrior who kept rising ✨ the leader who kept showing up even when the world tried to break her And now, I honour the woman I am becoming — the one who finally chooses herself without apology. 🖤 Warrior Hearts… I want you to reflect with me: - What season are you stepping into? - What are you releasing that no longer belongs in your spirit, your home, or your future? - What part of your Dreaming is calling you deeper? - And what would it look like to choose yourself today the way you’ve chosen everyone else? Let this be your reminder: We don’t rise by being accepted. We rise by returning home to who we truly are. 🌙 My commitment to this community in this new season I will show up in truth. I will lead from sovereignty. I will walk with integrity, not politics. I will share my journey as it unfolds — raw, real, and Dreaming-led. And I will continue to build this as a brave, bold space for other Warrior Hearts to rise.

I just want to speak into this moment with honesty and heart. We are in the season of building as we walk. Not from the polished, finished, already-done place —but from the ground, the breath, the everyday choosing to rise. Warrior Heart was never about perfection. It was born from the quiet fight to keep getting up. From the moments of loneliness, the heavy days, the doubt, and still choosing to answer the call of our Dreaming. We are walking with the unseen —ancestors, old stories, new possibilities, and the responsibility to shape a future that feels different from what we inherited. Some days will feel like momentum. Some days will feel like mud. Both are part of the journey. So if you are here, reading this, still trying…still believing in something you can’t yet hold in your hands…still listening, even when the world is loud… I honour us a we wal this journey. This is not about waiting until we are healed, ready, or resourced. This is about building our strength while we build the vision. This is about remembering who we are — even when the world forgets. Our Warrior Hearts are not born in comfort. They are carved in the becoming. Take a breath. Come home to your spirit. Place your feet on your Country or your floor. Remember your name — your old name — the one carried by your ancestors. We keep going. Not to prove ourselves. But to remember ourselves. Journal Prompt: Take your time with this. Breathe first. Where in my life am I currently building while becoming? What story am I telling myself about this season? Is it true, or is it inherited? What does my Warrior Heart need today to keep walking — gently, steadily, in truth? Close with: What legacy am I planting, even if no one else can see it yet?