Josephine the Outlaw King is not about an angry woman. It's not about revenge or a love gone wrong.
It's about being born and fully birthed, about finally opening up your eyes and accepting what you really are and what's really going on around you.
Most importantly, it's about deciding where you stand in this war and what crown you'll find tossed next to your bed.
It's about the biggest choice you'll ever make: to wear that heavy round or kick it under the box spring.
It's about having the courage to take responsibility for your subjects well being and defining the boundaries of your kingdom, about protecting that kingdom with every weapon you've forged from whatever experience you've found sharp and useful enough to carry around all this time.
It's about fighting for the greater good of all you call your own and being able to carry the weight of the wages of your battle.
It's about your sacrifices and spoils and what you'll do to survive, thrive, live and love.
It's about you.
It's about me.
It's about time we showed up.