Born For This

We drove 1400 miles listening to The Five Presidents 
by Clint Hill and my life from birth to young adult 
into marriage and the birth of my first child floated 
before me with keystone moments like the Bay of Pigs, 
fears of nuclear war, assassinations of President Kennedy, 
Dr. Martin Luther King, and Robert Kennedy brought me back 
to the images on our black and white television 
as these deaths entered our home and the terror and chaos 
in the streets as the struggle for civil rights 
and women’s rights became conscious pursuits, and Vietnam 
took our young men and squandered our hopes and dreams 
as lies and deceit shattered the trust in the highest office 
of the land and our president resigned in disgrace. And then 
I thought, we were born for this moment in time. 
We have been prepared all these years and failed to recognize 
the life training that summoned us to meet this moment, 
this day, this dance of light and dark that asks us to believe 
in the beauty of life, the profound nature of trees and birds 
and oceans, to claim our birth into the freedom of all things, 
the oneness of all life, the consequences of all thought 
and action. It is here for us to hold, to enfold, to be.

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