I’ve been watching this wave roll through the collective –
A heaviness in women’s hearts. A grief we can’t always name.
And when I asked my community what emotion they were feeling the most?
Sadness came in first.
Anger followed closely behind.
But here’s the thing:
That sadness?
It’s often just rage that never got permission to rise.
We’re allowed to cry.
We’re allowed to feel hurt.
But when we feel angry?
We get called dramatic. Hysterical. Unhinged.
So we tuck it down, cover it up, and let it fester.
Until all that sacred fire gets smothered under the weight of quiet grief.
But I believe….
With every cell in my body….
That rage is holy.
And if you know how to work with it, it can change everything.
Let’s Talk About What Sadness Really Is
Sadness is a suppression response.
When your body knows something is wrong, but your programming says you’re not allowed to fight it.
So instead of screaming, we sigh.
Instead of stomping our feet, we shrink in our skin.
Instead of setting boundaries, we break our own hearts to keep the peace.
Sadness is grief.
Sadness is longing.
Sadness is ancestral trauma passed down in quiet, polite little sobs.
But it’s not weak.
It’s just misdirected.
And when we stop trying to fix our sadness and instead listen to it…
It will tell us everything we need to know about what is broken, and what we’re here to repair.
Rage Is Not the Enemy;
It’s the Compass
If sadness is the ache…
Rage is the answer.
But rage is messy.
And women aren’t allowed to be messy.
We’re expected to be composed, controlled, compliant.
Even when we’ve been betrayed.
Even when we’ve been stripped of our rights.
Even when the world is on fire and we’re handed a rose quartz roller and told to “raise our vibration.”
Fuck that.
There’s no amount of journaling or breathwork that will make the system less violent.
There’s no “positive mindset” that makes losing your autonomy easier to swallow.
Sometimes the most sacred thing you can do is get pissed.
Because your rage?
It’s not an overreaction.
It’s a sign that your soul still believes in justice.
But You Can’t Just Feel Rage… You Have to Work With It
Here’s where the work begins.
Rage is the match.
But you still need a ritual.
You need a spell to hold it.
A practice to guide it.
A space to safely wield it without burning yourself down in the process.
And that’s what most of us never got:
A framework for alchemizing our anger.
So let’s build one.
The 4 Stages of Alchemizing Sadness into Action
1. Reclaim Your Right to Be Angry
You have to start by giving yourself permission.
Because if you’re like most women, that permission was stripped from you long ago.
Maybe you were taught that anger is unladylike.
That speaking up makes you “too much.”
That rage is dangerous and unbecoming.
But here’s the truth:
You were never too much.
You were never enough for a system that survives on your silence.
So we start by naming it.
Say out loud what makes you furious.
- The bills being passed by men who will never bleed.
- The medical neglect.
- The generational trauma.
- The microaggressions.
- The racism.
- The stolen land.
- The forced births.
- The indoctrination.
- The gaslighting of an entire gender.
Name it.
Claim it.
Spit it into the wind if you have to.
Write it in your grimoire.
Etch it into candle wax.
Just stop swallowing it.
Your voice is the first spell. Use it.
2. Let the Fire Move Through Your Body
You don’t heal anger with your brain.
You have to feel it in your bones.
That means body-based rituals:
- Shake.
- Stomp.
- Scream.
- Sweat.
- Cry until your ribs ache.
- Rip paper.
- Smash clay.
- Play music that makes your blood thrum and move like a storm.
Let your rage take up space.
Let it be messy.
Let it be seen.
Because when it’s witnessed – especially in aligned community – it becomes sacred.
This is how witches work with fire: not by fearing it, but by containing it with purpose.
3. Turn It Into Spellwork or Strategy
Now the fire is flowing: what do you do with it?
This is the most important part. This is where sadness stops being a cycle and becomes a catalyst.
Choose your method:
- Spellwork:
- Hex symbols of oppression.
- Fill a poppet with thorns and righteous fury.
- Anoint a petition with oils and tears and moon blood.
- Charge your altar with the names of those who need protecting.
- Activism:
- Write letters to Congress and charm them with sigils.
- Donate to abortion funds and bless the money first.
- Educate your community with enchanted words.
- Volunteer. Protest. Protect. With intention.
This is where magic and movement meet.
Where rebellion becomes ritual.
Where grief becomes a blade and sorrow becomes a spell.
4. Plant Something In Its Place
Once the fire has cleared the land, what will you grow?
This is where true healing lives.
Because we don’t just want to scream forever. We want to build something better.
This is the step that the world forgets: the rebuilding.
The nourishment.
The care.
The visioning of something rooted in rest, joy, softness, equity, and real power.
Let your rage clear the space.
Then plant joy.
Plant boundaries.
Plant revolutions in your garden beds.
Sing to them.
Water them with holy water and honey and sweat.
This is how matriarchies are born.
This Is the Work. And It’s Sacred.
If you’ve been feeling like sadness is swallowing you whole…
If you feel like screaming but don’t know where to aim it…
If you’re tired of being told to “just calm down” while the world burns…
This is your sign to do the thing they never taught you how to do:
Get angry. On purpose. With power. In community.
And if you want to do that in sacred space with me?
Come to Hexing the Patriarchy.
It’s not just a class.
It’s a spell circle for the furious.
It’s a ritual for the heartbroken.
It’s a blueprint for taking all the grief and pain and rage you’ve been carrying—
And turning it into magic.
You don’t have to be live. You just have to show up for yourself.
🕯️ Click here to join the class
Bring your fire.
Bring your tears.
Bring the part of you that was told to stay small.
We’re not shrinking anymore.
We’re rising.
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