What if this moment that feels like a time of isolation, overwhelm, and despair isn't a tomb, but a womb?

A space of gestation, transformation, and rebirth. A place where we gather our strength, receive wisdom, and prepare to rise.

We know that we are meant to move together. Like birds flying in V-formation, we take turns leading, we lift one another when the wind is against us, and we find our way forward—together.

This isn't a protest, it's a possibility. This isn't about tearing down, it's about building up.