It set me weeping again. Among people I know there's been coast to coast weeping to celebrate the inauguration. Such a release of the held breath, the grief about how stuck and combative we've been. Welcoming the joy, joy, joy of integration, personal and planetary. We are one, whole, this moment.
"Rosa sat, so Martin could walk
Martin walked so Barack could run
Barach ran, he ran and he won
So that all of our children could fly."