Where has all the juice and enthusiasm from the 90 days of pure joy campaigning for a bipoc woman to get elected gone? I know we needed to recuperate and hold onto hope till the inauguration, longing for someone to divulge voter suppression and the burning and throwing out of ballots that many witnessed and reported before Election Day and on November 5, 2024, a day that will haunt us as a country, for perhaps, the rest of the century.

And now, after mourning our democracy that truly failed us because so many believed the propaganda and behaved poorly; yelling with rage at inclusivity, relentless bullying towards people they thought and were taught erroneously were beneath, spreading abhorrent lies and made up gossip all over social media – and now what?

There is still disinformation against the very party they have lorded over, baited and defeated. Why the continued blasphemy and hatred if you won?

Nevertheless, the teeny tiny turn out of billionaires bloated with glaring greed hungry for more and more power to money and access, inauguration took place, affirming yes, the presidency can be sold, the congress can be led like sheep and be duped, and the judicial system can turn the other way lest their own outrageous immoral and financial secrets could reveal and incriminate their own dastardly conduct.

It is beyond time for the feminine divine to round up her beloved followers and co-create a circle of women dedicated to each other’s emotional, mental and spiritual well-being thereby lifting the energetic field higher. For we no longer belong to the patriarchy. By ignoring and subjugating us, they released us. We now begin anew and forward. We release them with gratitude because they know not what they have done. This and many times henceforth, we form a coronated halo of mothers, daughters, aunties, nieces, and sisters.

Instead of fear, which they love to instill, we will pay them no mind, as they do with the rules of law and the edicts of our constitution.

Instead of warfare and confusion, we rise and gather in circles. We invite the hearts and minds of good and decent people, no matter whom, to our round table and with focus, commitment and passion, we invoke the divine feminine in a myriad and with a colorful kaleidoscope of ways. We share and bleed, heal and encourage, we lead and participate, with each of our heads and hands held high at the grand and highest realm of the sacred feminine, envisioning our mutual destination of a better, safer, more compassionate world.