“You’re broken down and tired
Of living life on a merry go round
And you can’t find the fighter
But I see it in you so we gonna walk it out”

Andra Day reminds us that we will rise up. Rise like the day.

Every day we rise. Sun up, sun down, sun up again. Like the tides. Like the phases of the moon. Like the seasons. We rise. And, sometimes, we get knocked down. Sometimes we travel to the edge, sometimes we fall off the edge for a while. And as the poet writes, “yet still we rise.” 

This month, we look at all of the many ways we rise. Rise above heartbreak, rise after getting knocked down. The everyday rise of those who care for others and those who care for the world. This month we learn the many ways that we rise, together.