SATURDAY, MARCH 19, 2011
What I Saw
When I was a child, I had a vision of myself in the future.
It was a sunny afternoon in Montreal. I was in the back seat of my mom's Ford. I must have been really little because gazing out the window required looking up. We were driving down Montrose, and then it happened.
Just as we passed Westhill, a film began playing in my mind. I saw myself before a crowd of people, but I'm not sure how large it was. I stood before them, but I stood for them, and I yearned for justice. From my mouth came six words, and now that I understand who Martin Luther King Jr. is, I was a little bit like him.
"Do we not have the rrright???..."
The people knew exactly what I was talking about. There was energy, emotion and urgency.
And then it ended.
Mom and I drove on towards Windermere.
Today, I still don't know what I was fighting for. Today, I wonder if what I envisioned was destiny whispering itself into my being and preparing me for my mission. Today, it feels a lot closer to destiny unfolding.
What was your vision? Are you living it?
It was a sunny afternoon in Montreal. I was in the back seat of my mom's Ford. I must have been really little because gazing out the window required looking up. We were driving down Montrose, and then it happened.
Just as we passed Westhill, a film began playing in my mind. I saw myself before a crowd of people, but I'm not sure how large it was. I stood before them, but I stood for them, and I yearned for justice. From my mouth came six words, and now that I understand who Martin Luther King Jr. is, I was a little bit like him.
"Do we not have the rrright???..."
The people knew exactly what I was talking about. There was energy, emotion and urgency.
And then it ended.
Mom and I drove on towards Windermere.
Today, I still don't know what I was fighting for. Today, I wonder if what I envisioned was destiny whispering itself into my being and preparing me for my mission. Today, it feels a lot closer to destiny unfolding.
What was your vision? Are you living it?
"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." Here are my eyes. Show me yours.
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