Our collective healing, our resiliency, is power. Give life to that.
They say there’s a thin line between love and hate. Unfortunately, while we hope for love, hate carries an equal vibrational field on the heart as love does and healing seems fraught.Recently, it has been difficult to shift through the world without feeling the dark reverberations of hatred, even within ourselves. For example: I hate Trump. I hate white supremacy. I hate cis patriarchal capitalism. More importantly, I hate that I fixate on this hatred I have for all these things.Don’t get me wrong, this hatred I feel is legitimate. It’s not an alternative fact, and I’m not suggesting that we not allow ourselves to hate these things. However, if I’m honest with myself, then I must admit that the hatred which permeates my mind is draining.Last year, I focused a lot of my energy—way too much energy—on that hate, dwelling in the reality that was the 2016 presidential race, buried in disgust and, in my most vulnerable moments, despair. While the election of a white man as mediocre and hateful as Donald Trump wasn’t surprising or a new phenomenon for a nation founded on and maintained by white supremacy, another win for white mediocrity isn’t any less painful. Let’s keep it 100. Had a liberal democrat or democratic socialist won, things wouldn’t have been much different. The fact of the matter is, in racial capitalism, Democrats and Republicans are two sides of the same shabby coin. Yes, Ronald Reagan gave us trickle down economics, but Bill Clinton gutted welfare reform, cutting our safety nets, the only sense of systemic security BIPOC have ever known beyond our own support systems. Yes, George W. Bush botched up the federal response to Katrina which wrecked and displaced hundreds of poor Black lives, but Hillary Clinton popularized “super-predators” as a descriptor of Black youth and enthusiastically rallied behind her husband’s now-infamous and draconian Crime Bill, the impact of which we are still dealing with today.
Witches of color, we carry with us the resilience and power of all our dearest ancestors to confront the shadows of oppression.
On Jan 20, 2018, witches of color from across the country will gather in Washington, D.C. to protest Donald Trump because it is our sacred duty to protect marginalized peoples from the shadows of oppression.Though popularly represented as demonic and devil worshipers, in actuality, witches were far from the persons accused of committing the sorts of crimes and social indecencies leveled against them. On the contrary — history belies this myth. Despite the many misconceptions that surround the origins of witches in America, sources tell us that, simply put, witches are people who defied the status quo — a society based on patriarchy, gross inequality, abuse, and violence — and serve as healers against oppression.Most of us are probably familiar with the famous Salem Witch Trials and similar witch hunts that ravaged Europe. And though hunting and executing those who laid claim to witchery ended in the 18th century, the fear of witches and witchcraft remained long after, manifesting itself in the popular stereotypes we know today, such as the cackling, hag-faced old woman who wears pointed hats, stirs potions in her cauldron and rides brooms.