Joy Is Part of the Work: Learning to Receive Yesterday, a friend asked me a simple question. “So… what are you doing that’s witchy for the Full Strawberry Moon?” Without thinking, I immediately started telling her about the workings I’d begun the night before to support a friend. She laughed. “No…” she replied. “What are you doing for you under the Strawberry Moon?” I stopped. How had I completely missed that?

It feels like excavation. The kind that reveals roots you forgot were there. The old stories beneath the old stories. The places where fear and self abandonment disguised itself as responsibility.

Before last weekend’s No Kings Protest, I started seeing the usual wave of negativity that has continued throughout the week — folks mocking those who showed up, insisting the whole thing was pointless because “we don’t even have kings in the U.S.” And honestly? To me, those comments make it painfully clear how many people still don’t understand why we protest at all — peacefully or otherwise. So I want to share my thoughts from the perspective of...