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AUCTION #6 Has ended! DECEMBER 11TH-18TH

benefitting
Families Belong Together +
Circle of Health

FAQs on how to bid, here.

End of Auction Donation Instructions for the Winning Bidder

1. Donate the winning amount to one or both of these organizations. 

(You can divide it how you'd like or donate all to one)

2. Once you've received your donation receipt email it to: stillweriseauction@gmail.com with the name of the ITEM YOU'VE WON + Brand/Artist’s IG handle (or name) of the brand/shop/etc. in the SUBJECT LINE. This is very important so I can keep track.

3. Would you like to donate financially to keep Still We Rise running? This will allow for website upkeep, freelance hiring as needed and to pay myself a small amount for the work that goes into each auction.

Donations can be made via Venmo / https://venmo.com/Lindsay-Meyer-Harley

or PayPal: lindsayjmeyer@gmail.com

Thank you so much.

peace + love

Lindsay

4. If you’d like to donate a piece of art/item/shop credit/service or experience to our current of future auction, click here

 
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I saw in my community a desire to rise up, to voice our collective opinions about how this country should be run...

It was inspiring to say the least. To hear young children shouting, “Be kind!” at the top of their lungs brought me to tears.

I knew I wanted to do more than march, I wanted to gather the community around me to lift up those working tirelessly for good. It's time to get to work.

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this made my day 😃 source unknown. if you do, tell me! #stayhuman #keepshowingup #thisiswhatafeministlookslike
I thought we all needed this one shared again ❤️Anthony Bourdain wrote: "Americans love Mexican food. We consume nachos, tacos, burritos, tortas, enchiladas, tamales and anything resembling Mexican in enormous quantities. We love Mexican beverages, happily knocking back huge amounts of tequila, mezcal, and Mexican beer every year. We love Mexican people—we sure employ a lot of them. Despite our ridiculously hypocritical attitudes towards immigration, we demand that Mexicans cook a large percentage of the food we eat, grow the ingredients we need to make that food, clean our houses, mow our lawns, wash our dishes, and look after our children. As any chef will tell you, our entire service economy—the restaurant business as we know it—in most American cities, would collapse overnight without Mexican workers. Some, of course, like to claim that Mexicans are “stealing American jobs.” But in two decades as a chef and employer, I never had ONE American kid walk in my door and apply for a dishwashing job, a porter’s position—or even a job as a prep cook. Mexicans do much of the work in this country that Americans, probably, simply won’t do. We love Mexican drugs. Maybe not you personally, but “we”, as a nation, certainly consume titanic amounts of them—and go to extraordinary lengths and expense to acquire them. We love Mexican music, Mexican beaches, Mexican architecture, interior design, Mexican films. So, why don’t we love Mexico? (continued in comments, so worth the read) #anthonybourdain #missyou
WE MUST RIOT via @sarahsophief what can we do? leave your favorite orgs below that are fighting for a women’s right to HEALTHCARE for fucks sake. abortion is healthcare. say it again... #womensrights #prochoice
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard ’Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin’ in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise. - BY MAYA ANGELOU ✨ happy birthday to the most inspiring #mayaangelou