Today, history made me.
Today I watched an "ideal" shape a consciousness. I observed a nation embrace a concept, and a world lay a foundation for change.
A political upheaval and prospective look for a country aside, today was also a day to celebrate the common man. A generational and cultural evocation of spiritual progression, that resonates with every person who has ever embodied the title "underdog".
The forgotten, the down-trodden, and the oppressed, the multicoloured and multi-national, all know this feeling. Obscured from view. For every entity slighted by tyranny, or inequality, hatred or indifference, we are made stronger today. Whether your charter embraces individuality, nonconformity, or if you exist on the fringes of society, as an ascetic, a minority of many, or a class of few, as an outworlder not by choice, or perhaps exiled to the extremities of the common minded, or not-so colour blind, today we revel in the acceptance of change: body, mind, and spirit.
We celebrate the ascension of one man, a mirrored representation, a familiar silhouette, seen by many as an underdog, one of us, to the highest station in the land. His triumph signifies our own. A victory that overrides any notion of creed, colour, nationality, or belief. And although wholeness begins from the inside out, the world around us has become that much more inclusive, inviting, tolerant. We've been made stronger.
Today, history made us.
Better.
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