The Vibe Edit

I sat in the Great Hall of the National Building Museum with my body planted on the ground and my heart somewhere between Washington, D.C. and the lands my ancestors once walked in Ecuador and Nicaragua.

So many voices have been whispering and shouting, “I believe in you.” Those words have become a bridge—carrying me from vision into reality, and inviting our community to cross the threshold with me.

When we gather in sacred spaces, we often expect inner transformation—a shift in perspective, a deep exhale, a return to self. What I...

I found myself returning again and again to my daughters, to the world I want to help create for them—and for the generations that come after. A world where peace is not an afterthought but a practice. A world where our children are affirmed in their belonging. My vision is rooted in legacy: for my daughters, for my future grandchildren, and for the lineage I carry forward.