I n the hum of a drone’s rotors, can we hear the echo of something ancient? Before flight was forged from carbon fiber and code, it lived in the hearts and myths of the first people who gazed into the sky and knew it was sacred. For many indigenous tribes, that sky was not just a space to be measured—it was a spiritual realm. A place of omens, messengers, guardians. And one figure flew above the rest: The Raven. The Raven Totem: More Than Just a Bird Among the tribes of the P

W e live in a world overflowing with innovation. Drones deliver packages, inspect towers, map fields, and film cinematic landscapes. But in the middle of our high-tech wonder, there are still people living in tents, beneath overpasses, in alleys and city shadows—forgotten by much of society. The homeless. The addicted. The vulnerable. And while the world debates causes and policies, one question cuts through the noise: How can we help? This is where Drones for Mercy™ takes fl