i've just watched barack obama's acknowledgement of himself as the democratic nominee for the 2008 presidential race. i also watched 16 months ago, here on my living room floor, when he declared his intention to enter the primary race. then he was and tonight he remains both a nuanced and invigorating blend of grace, genuineness, and astuteness rarely seen in a public figure, much less a politician.
16 months ago, watching and listening to obama was pure magic, shameless swooning and all. tonight, it is still magical--admittedly the more subdued form that results from experiencing a contentious race that has mirrored the most beautiful and ugliest of our natures. i'd certainly become fatigued of the process over the last few weeks. tonight though, i am re-energized and re-inspired by what is possible for we who witness this.
i'm grateful to be a tiny part of the grassroots movement that's led to this historical moment. i am reminded that 'hope' and 'change' are whatever we decide: superficial, feel-good slogans, or an opportunity to do the work necessary to become the best of what we might be. ultimately it is less about who barack obama is, and more about who we are becoming.
here is to living the dream, and more fearless 'hope-mongering.'