I am filled with joy and gratitude on MLK Jr Day to anticipate tomorrow's inauguration of Barack Obama. So many joyful faces watching the train; so many young people watching this moment of hope.
I remember where I was in 1963.. on my way to Georgia with my infant daughter driving through many small towns hostile to Northerners. . Scary times.
All those in today's crowds- my son and family are there and my web designer... so many people witnessing history and also joining in a collective breath of change. I keep crying; feels ok and cathartic. I am so glad I witnessed those days and these days.
I hope everybody in their own way acts on this charge to change and to serve. Hope is the stuff of
dreams and also the motivator of many great actions. Peace.