Spirituality Is Not Neutral
On Rage, Resistance, and the Sacred Duty of Speaking Out in a World That Wants Us Silent
My heart is heavy.
With the bloodshed. The silence. The normalization of genocide.
With the way history is repeating itself—again—and again—
on stolen land.
I think about Palestine every day.
I think about the voices silenced. The children buried.
The ancestors who fought for our right to even say something.
And yet here we are, in America, a country built on colonization and cruelty,
watching fascism rise with a smile and a slogan.
And as a spiritual person, this truth burns:
We are not here just to meditate our way out of it.
We are here to bring light into the darkest rooms.
To fight for the oppressed. To speak when it’s inconvenient.
To remember that revolution is sacred.
And rage is righteous when it is in service of justice.
To those who whisper “but what about peace?”—
There is no peace without truth.
There is no healing without accountability.
And there is no spiritual path that doesn’t confront the rot at the root.
So yes, I believe in energy. In love. In divine timing.
But I also believe in resistance. In action. In saying the names.
I believe that being a vessel for spirit means being a vessel for truth.
For liberation.
For every soul who cannot speak because they were silenced
by a system that was never made to honor life.
This is our sacred duty.
Not just to heal ourselves,
but to fight—with love, with fire, with clarity—
for a world where everyone has the right to breathe, to exist, to dream.
If your spiritual practice doesn’t include justice,
it’s not a spiritual practice.
It’s a performance.
We are the ancestors in the making now.
Let us be brave ones. Let us be the loud ones.
Let us not be complicit.
For the ancestors.
For the ones still fighting.
For the world we’re dreaming into being.
Stay rooted, stay loud.
<3 Amanda