This working requires a sacrifice. Give to a local group engaged in the work of social justice, either by volunteering or by supporting them financially.
Call upon your Mighty Dead to support the work.
Acquire an image of the Lady of Liberty to place on your working altar. This can be in a public place, like your work place.
Offer the litany to her regularly, and any other offerings you feel called to give.
LITANY OF FREEDOM
Liberty, Lady, Mother of Redemption;
Mother of Exiles;
Mother of Eagles;
To you and, through you, to the Dark Mother of the Heavens and the Earth…
Come to me
We ask for the light of your lamp to heal us and fill our hearts with grace.
Let there be freedom,
Come to me
Let our sisters be free to live safely, in public and in private!
Let our sisters be free to choose what happens to their own bodies!
Let our sisters and brothers of color be free to live in dignity and respect!
Come to me
Let our Trans brothers and sisters be free to live authentically!
Let our gay and bi sisters and brothers be free to live authentically!
Let our gay and bi sisters and brothers be free to love openly whomever their hearts are drawn to!
Come to me
Let our sisters and brothers of indigenous birth be free to live in peace and health upon their ancestral and sacred lands!
Let us all be free to speak and create and express as Spirit moves us!
Let us all be free to enjoy the fruits of prosperity and our own labor and right livelihood!
Come to me
Let us all be free to enjoy and honor clean soil, water and air!
Let us all be free to live in peace!
Come to me
Let us all be free to honor and be honored because, and not despite of, our respectful differences!
Let us all be free to unite for our common well being!
Come to me
Let us all be free to join together in resistance to those who would abuse us!
Let us be free to follow the path of beauty and bliss!
Let us all be free of the fears that bind us from our deepest aspirations!
Let us all be free from deception and oppression, and the systems that support them!
Let us be free of the chains even in our own minds and hearts!
Come to me
Let us be free to build anew and better for ourselves and our communities!
Let us be free to speak truth to power!
Come to me
Lady, By your crown,
let those who would abuse us or our loved ones be stripped of their claims to power!
By your lamp,
bring their words and deeds to light, and to the notice of the world!
By your book,
never allow the misdeeds of tyrants to be forgotten, nor the lessons of history fail to inform present events!
Let us be free
Consider placing her image upon the words of her poem:
“Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
You can add the creation of a (resealable)cursing bottle, filled with images of the appropriate politicians and organizations, and inscribed with this three part curse on the back:
“May God abandon you ; May knowledge forsake you ; May apathy claim you”
as well as thorns, needles, broken glass, and every manner of vile thing like rotting muck, poppy seeds, ghost peppers, what have you. Piss in it. Then drown it in liquor, and pour your own rage into it. Scream at it. Make them want to die. Work yourself into a frenzy. It might help to be drunk, or to pour your fury and frustration into a cup before the pouring that in the bottle. Then recap and seal it with wax and place it on the altar or hide it away somewhere. If the proverbial shit ever does really hit the fan, take it back out and work yourself into a frenzy again. Shake it and scream at it and name the afflictions you place upon them, focusing on things that will actually make things better and make them unable to carry out their atrocities. Then hurl it and cause it to shatter on an appropriate target, like a federal building, or bury it somewhere likewise appropriate.
Confessions of a Hedge Witch 