We honor our Indigenous siblings who made their stand on the hallowed ground at Wounded Knee. We honor our stolen African siblings, who found ways to keep their children fed while teaching them to look the world in the eye. We honor our Latinx siblings who marched in the Plaza de Mayo for the disappeared, willing the world to see. We honor our Asian siblings, who wield leaf blowers against the smoke in our eyes. We honor the brick-throwers, the crawlers up the capitol steps, and the reclaimers of the languages we knew before we grew thorns on our tongues. We honor your stories, your songs, and your survivance. We commit to working toward creating a world that is grounded in the wisdom you’ve imparted to us. We honor your joy, your strength, your resilience, and your vision, and move forward knowing that your gifts live within us all. Your resistance has provided us with a roadmap to liberation. We are still here. And we rise.