In the gray prehistoric past, when wild, terrifying beasts roamed the planet, ready to tear apart everything in their path, when the icy cold turned people into icicles faster than they could find any food, and the summer heat drove them crazy, there lived a tribe. And there was a woman among them, about whom a legend was later composed, which was passed down from mouth to mouth for centuries – from mother to daughter.
Her name has long been erased from the memory of the ages, but it is thanks to this foremother that all her descendants on the female line still have everything they could wish for: from the necessities of life to true luxury in the form of sparkling diamonds, trendy dresses, and entire armies of fans.
And it all started like this.
That year, the tribe desperately fought off increasingly frequent attacks by predators.
Women defended themselves and hunted side by side with men. No one could imagine that they could stay in caves and not go hunting with the stronger sex. It was like this from time immemorial – all members of the tribe did everything together.
“The prey is hard to come by,” said the chief. “She herself wants to make us her dinner. If fortune does not turn her face to us, we will die of hunger.”
The tribe had not seen food for ten sunsets. The strength was inexorably leaving the bodies of the warriors. In the twilight of the cave, the entrance to which had been blocked with huge boulders, only heads bowed in despair were visible.
The predatory growl and the crunch of claws on the stones left no illusions: the people were trapped.
The animals sought to drag them out of hiding and tear them apart, like a cat chasing mice into its own burrow.
Suddenly, a woman, who looked nothing like the others, approached the leader.
“You are a mighty warrior,” she said. “You are a clever hunter and a swift runner. Your speed is our salvation. No tiger can match you. You are not only fast, but you are also infinitely intelligent. It will cost you nothing to deceive this big cat, and victory, as always, will be yours.”
These words reminded the leader of the days of his former glory, and he proudly raised his head.
He liked listening to her, because her speeches returned strength to his muscles, filling his heart with dignity and pride in himself.
She looked into his eyes and read in them: “Please don’t stop, say more!” And so she continued:
“We are only a burden to you, glorious warrior. You alone will kill the predator faster than with a crowd of women you are forced to protect. Slipping out of the cave unnoticed, you will become a fatal surprise for the beast: he will not even have time to get up when your spear will cripple his heart. I know – it will be so! You will defeat him, we will satisfy our hunger, and then you will lead us to a place where no creature can reach us. You will lead us to paradise. I am sure of it!”
Having said this, the woman returned to her place, sat down and closed her eyes. She did not demand anything from the leader, she simply sincerely believed that this strong man would save them. And although he did not move, she remained absolutely calm – the leader always made decisions on his own.
It was noon on the eleventh day. The unbearable heat had made everyone sleepy, and the woman fell asleep, as did most of her fellow tribesmen…
She was awakened by screams. Everyone was shouting excitedly and jumping for joy, and it took her a while to realize that the blood-smeared leader was not wounded at all – he was holding fresh meat in his hands. It dawned on her: the leader had won!
While everyone was asleep, including the giant saber-toothed tiger, exhausted by the infernal heat, the leader climbed out of the cave and threw a heavy stone at the beast. While the stunned predator tried to get up, the leader jumped on it and plunged his spear straight into its heart.
The victory was so swift that the chief, as he cut open the tiger's belly, could not quite believe his luck. Previously, during hunts with the whole tribe, they had suffered terrible losses, and the taste of food was always bitter with grief for the fallen comrades.
At that moment, the leader realized how wise the woman who had given him this faith was, and he felt an irresistible desire to approach her.
“You killed the beast, chief. You saved us. You are a great warrior! I will always remember your feat. And I beg you, take us to a place where we will be safe.”
“Okay, woman, I'll definitely take you there,” he replied. And mentally added, “This woman is my lucky charm. I want to hear her words of support every day. And as long as she believes in me, I will always come to her for that faith!”
And the woman, meanwhile, thought: “He needs me even more than I need him! I will inspire him to great achievements. As long as I believe in him, he is mine!”
Years passed, and she sang a lullaby to her daughter. Translated into our language, its deep meaning would sound like this:
“When you grow up, choose a man you can trust with all your heart.”
Always tell him what you want him to do for you, and he will definitely do it.
He needs you with your strength of faith, like the sun needs the planets around it, like all living things need air.
He needs you so he can become a hero.
He needs you, because without your faith he won't live until morning.
Believe in him, and let this unwavering faith be reflected in your words every day.
If you speak to your husband, let your words be full of support; if you remain silent, let your silence also be imbued with faith in him.
And then he will bring you everything you desire.”
This is what I wanted to tell you about this incredible woman and her song. May her ancient wisdom help you always get what you want — easily, gracefully, and with peace in your heart!
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First the new ones ↕ Tsviliy from Luhansk 👸 Genius muse 05/16/2026 19:20 Everything is so…it was not achieved by me once. 😀 2 + Reply