As I turned my gaze inward, I began to realize that we are perpetually engaged in dressing up our lives. This “dressing up” takes many forms—excitement, fear, joy, and sorrow—but at its core, it revolves around the self: “I,” “me,” “mine.”

Standing up against injustice is something many of us feel drawn to. It is about pushing back against unfairness, mistreatment, and harm because something inside us says, “That’s just not cool”. It is speaking out when others are misunderstood, taking action when people are mistreated or denied their voice.