By Sarah Jean Butler

I have never been to a protest in my life. Never. For any reason. I am afraid of crowds. I fear violence. I don’t trust mob mentality. Protesters are painted by MSM (and the average person) as ignorant, radical, racist, hateful, undesirable. Petty even. Dangerous certainly.

I decided to infiltrate the ranks and experience them for myself. I have spent the last month snuggled right up close with some of these folks. Working with them, talking to them, seeing them.

This is what I found: Passion and alignment. Diversity and tolerance. Love and kindness. Respect and empowerment. Acceptance and inclusion. Heart-centred action.

Like so many things, the pervasive perception does not match the reality I am experiencing. Are there firecrackers? Yes! This community is eclectic and traumatized like everyone else. Are they radical? Yes. They have been radicalized into freedom warriors who stand against extraction culture and systemic colonialism of every resource imaginable. Are they selfish? No. Their fierce defence of the human collective is a direct contradiction to the mainstream narrative.

I am stepping fully into this community who stand for life and liberty in peaceful non compliance and active resistance. When you are ready to stop defending broken systems and admit out loud what everybody knows regarding the desperate need for change…we are here for you, creating a safe, loving, vibrant place for you to land.

We are you. The people are us.

I love you.

P.S. I encourage you to experience us for yourself. (Just in case the media got it wrong.)