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Reader, Here’s the truth: there is no such thing as decolonial therapy. Therapy, as we know it, is inherently colonial. It was built inside systems designed to pathologize, regulate, and discipline. Systems that have been invested in “fixing” us rather than liberating us. But there is decolonial healing. And that’s what we’ve been doing for generations. Long before therapy. Long before licensure. Long before CEUs. Long before Western psychology even existed. Decolonial healing is ancestral. It is collective. It is relational. It is the knowledge that survived despite erasure. This is your wake-up call. I am not invalidating the good you do as a therapist. I am not dismissing the ways you care for your clients. But I am saying this: when we pretend therapy itself is decolonial, we risk causing inadvertent harm. Because we keep funneling people back into a structure that was never designed for our liberation. It’s not your fault you’ve been practicing this way. The real culprit is a system that convinced us that healing only counts when it is billable, credentialed, licensed, or certified. But we can do this differently. We can honor therapy as a tool, not a savior. We can name its limits. We can hold space for what our licenses allow while not confusing that with what liberation requires. And we can root our practice in something bigger than therapy—something older, wiser, more connected to our communities and ancestors. Because therapy will never be the revolution. But you can be part of the lineage of healing that moves us toward it. 🌱 Reflection Prompts
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Reader, A quick update on what I'm working on: ❤️🩹 a field guide is coming... it will help you assess the conditions that actually help clients heal and stop feeling like you have to be everything for you clients.Read more about it in the PS section or sign up for the waitlist here. Can I call myself an ally? An accomplice? A co-conspirator? This question seems to come up again and again in liberatory spaces, and I have a somewhat uncomfortable answer: we don’t get to decide. Not because...
Reader, A quick update on what's here: 🌻 Community Liberation Sessions. The last meeting of the year is next week. Sign up here. 🔥 The Practice of Liberation. Monthly personal reflections of liberatory work beyond professional practice went out this last Monday. Read more about it in the PS section or subscribe here. Last week I invited you to question whose ethics we practice. That conversation began with one of the very first questions ever submitted in Community Liberation Sessions: “Is it...
August 2026 | issue #10 Reader, The very first time I was diagnosed with depression, I was in my early twenties.My therapist told me I had what was then called endogenous depression. “We don’t really know why,” she said, “but some people are simply more prone to it.” She treated me using CBT. For a while, I believed that story. I believed there was something inside me—my brain, my genes, my chemistry—that made me fundamentally more susceptible to depression than other people. Don’t get me...