To the Good Girl that Might Have to Lead the Revolution

Dear Good Girl,

I know you. You were raised to be kind, to smooth the edges of a jagged world, to make yourself small enough that no one could call you difficult.

You were taught that a warm smile can disarm, that harmony is the highest virtue, that being agreeable is the surest way to be loved.

You have mastered the art of making peace. But what happens when peace is a lie?

What happens when the world is burning, and they tell you to close your eyes and hum a sweeter tune?

What happens when injustice knocks on the door, and the voices you once trusted whisper, “Don’t let it in. That’s bad energy.”

What happens when the war comes to your doorstep, and instead of handing you armor, they hand you a vision board?

Listen to me: There is nothing enlightened about ignoring a burning house.

You were not born just to be soft. You were born to be sovereign. And now, more than ever, the world needs you to wake up.

They Taught You to Be Good. Now You Must Be Free.

They will tell you that anger is poison. That rage is unbecoming. That speaking truth in a room full of liars is “low vibration.” That if you would just sit still and breathe deeply enough, the world would settle into something softer.

But here’s what they won’t tell you:

 Your anger is not the enemy. It is the compass that points toward injustice.

 Your grief is not weakness. It is proof that your heart still beats in a world trying to make you numb.

 Your voice is not too loud. It is just loud enough to shatter illusions.

You do not have to smile through the collapse of civilization. You do not have to swallow your knowing just to make the room more comfortable.

The truth is, comfort has never been the goal.

They built an entire industry to pacify you. They sold you books and mantras and mindfulness apps to lull you to sleep while the world was being stolen. They convinced you that looking away is an act of self-care, that refusing to engage is a form of spiritual evolution.

But real spirituality has never been about escape. It has always been about seeing clearly.

To the Good Girl Who Might Have to Lead the Revolution

Maybe you never wanted to fight. Maybe you wanted a quiet life—one filled with morning tea and poetry and the kind of love that makes the world feel gentle. But the world is not gentle right now, and pretending otherwise will not make it so.

And so, my love, here is what I ask of you:

 Be soft, but do not be silent. The world needs your tenderness, but it also needs your fire.

 Be kind, but do not be complicit. Let your goodness be fierce enough to challenge what is wrong.

 Be grounded, but do not be still. A tree rooted too deeply to move is just waiting to be cut down.

The time for passivity is over. If you must pray, then pray with your hands open, ready to build something new.

If you must meditate, then let it be a meditation on how to stay steady in the storm.

And if you must manifest, then manifest a world for EVERYONE worth fighting for.

How to Stay Rooted in a World That Wants You to Drift

Because the battle is not just external—it is inside of you, too. Here is how you hold your ground when the world wants to pull you into passivity or despair:

 Make Nature Your Church. The earth has seen empires rise and fall and still, she grows. Stand barefoot in the grass, breathe deep, and remember: you are part of something older than any system of power.

 Build Your People. The revolution will not be won in the comments section. Meet your neighbors. Form alliances. Create the kind of real, tangible community that cannot be shadowbanned or de-platformed.

 Create, Disrupt, Reimagine. The old world is dying—don’t waste your energy trying to hold it up. Make art that tells the truth. Build systems that don’t require permission. Speak words that shake people awake. The revolution needs architects, not just critics.

 No more good vibes only. Stay rooted. Stay awake. Stay dangerous.

Channel Your Spirituality Into Taking a Stand

Your spirituality is not meant to be a hiding place—it is meant to be fuel.

Let your prayers turn into protests. Let your meditation strengthen your resolve. Let your love for humanity be more than a theory—let it be an action.

Because there is nothing more spiritual than standing for what is sacred.

And there is nothing more sacred than each other.

 No more good vibes only.

Stay rooted. Stay awake. Stay dangerous.

Because the world will tell you that being dangerous is a bad thing.

But you know better.