not just words

I have no more excuse to keep living under my tiny rock. I have been awakened to a harsh yet hopeful reality that other people have had it worse, yet have it in them to BELIEVE. Believe in spite of being treated like you are less a person than everyone else. Believe that things can get better. Believe that things do get better if one takes action.

I am not alone in my refusal to let go of my belief in the goodness that is in each of us. I am not alone in my insistence to keep the fire of idealism going. I have been feeling so weak lately that I was so ready to give up.

Thank God for the tenacity, the (seeming) irrationality, the audacity of hope.

Of course the man behind whom everyone rallied proves to be the central figure of this great movement (back to what is real and important: respect for each individual; compassion; inclusion — all the nobility of our souls, usually left latent deep inside some dark, forgotten place). But the more powerful agents of this renewed hope are the multitudes from around the world, gathering on streets and around television sets, claiming his hope as their own. I especially admire those of that great nation who made sure that they count as an instrument of change. There was even a 106 year-old lady who trekked to her precinct to cast her vote. A vote to make history.

As long as hope lives, we can continue to live. Change is a decision that we make. It is a decision we take. 

How exciting the challenges, the inevitable miscalculations and not-so-smart choices; even more so are the inexorable triumphs and evolutions.

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