WALK FOR FREEDOM

I remember the moment I stepped into the building. The building where everybody was rallying to prepare to walk. It was a flurry of black shirts and faces of every shade and color. The atmosphere was buzzing with determination. The kind of determination that made me acutely aware I was surrounded by individuals who expected this day to matter.

I had seen the posts, I received the emails, and I had made the choice to join, but nothing could have prepared me for what it felt like to be amongst it.

When I read the story of a victim named Anna for the first time, I was overwhelmed that human beings were being bought and sold globally, and I knew I couldn’t remain dormant. But what I didn’t know was that there were thousands of individuals just like me. Thousands of people who had heard the stories, read the statistics, and made a conscious choice to do something about it.

A21 called them abolitionists. People. Everyday people. Who believed they would end slavery.

Here I was, amongst them. I had almost unknowingly engaged with a community of people who had arrived here today to shake the very foundation of slavery. To reach every corner of the globe, one step at a time.

As the leader began to speak vision and passion into the microphone, I could feel the expectation rising. She spoke of a day that exists to turn awareness into action. She explained A21’s vision to outwardly express the inward desire to free every single slave on the planet.