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We are the Ones we have been waiting for

Please share this extraordinary letter from Alice Walker with people you love:

Nov. 5, 2008

Dear Brother Obama,

You have no idea, really, of how profound this moment is for us. Us being the black people of the Southern United States. You think you know, because you are thoughtful, and you have studied our history. But seeing you deliver the torch so many others before you carried, year after year, decade after decade, century after century, only to be struck down before igniting the flame of justice and of law, is almost more than the heart can bear. And yet, this observation is not intended to burden you, for you are of a different time, and, indeed, because of all the relay runners before you, North America is a different place. It is really only to say: Well done. We knew, through all the generations, that yo u were with us, in us, the best of the spirit of Africa and of the Americas. Knowing this, that you would actually appear, someday, was part of our strength. Seeing you take your rightful place, based solely on your wisdom, stamina and character, is a balm for the weary warriors of hope, previously only sung about.

I would advise you to remember that you did not create the disaster that the world is experiencing, and you alone are not responsible for bringing the world back to balance. A primary responsibility that you do have, however, is to cultivate happiness in your own life. To make a schedule that permits sufficient time of rest and play with your gorgeous wife and lovely daughters. And so on. One gathers that your family is large. We are used to seeing men in the White House soon become juiceless and as white-haired as the building; we notice their wives and children looking strained and stressed. They soon have smiles so lacking in joy that they remi nd us of scissors . This is no way to lead. Nor does your family deserve this fate. One way of thinking about all this is: It is so bad now that there is no excuse not to relax. From your happy, relaxed state, you can model real success, which is all that so many people in the world really want. They may buy endless cars and houses and furs and gobble up all the attention and space they can manage, or barely manage, but this is because it is not yet clear to them that success is truly an inside job. That it is within the reach of almost everyone.

I would further advise you not to take on other people’s enemies. Most damage that others do to us is out of fear, humiliation and pain. Those feelings occur in all of us, not just in those of us who profess a certain religious or racial devotion. We must learn actually not to have enemies, but only confused adversaries who are ourselves in disguise. It is understood by all that you ar e commander in chief of the United States and are sworn to protect our beloved country; this we understand, completely. However, as my mother used to say, quoting a Bible with which I often fought, “hate the sin, but love the sinner.” There must be no more crushing of whole communities, no more torture, no more dehumanizing as a means of ruling a people’s spirit. This has already happened to people of color, poor people, women, children. We see where this leads, where it has led.

A good model of how to “work with the enemy” internally is presented by the Dalai Lama, in his endless caretaking of his soul as he confronts the Chinese government that invaded Tibet. Because, finally, it is the soul that must be preserved, if one is to remain a credible leader. All else might be lost; but when the soul dies, the connection to earth, to peoples, to animals, to rivers, to mountain ranges, purple and majestic, also di es. And your smile, with which we watch you do gracious battle with unjust characterizations, distortions and lies, is that expression of healthy self-worth, spirit and so ul, that, kept happy and free and relaxed, can find an answering smile in all of us, lighting our way, and brightening the world.

We are the ones we have been waiting for.

In Peace and Joy,
Alice Walker

Seeing Angels

I lived in somewhat of an ashram for a year and a half. It was somewhat because it was an old resort that actually held meditation classes for people around the world and I was on the maintenance staff. There were many times when the air was so lively and thick I felt I could literally swim in it if I moved my arms with a swimming stroke. The air had a celestial quality to the light, one that I can still see today. When I’m really happy I can see that everything is made of light. It is the kind of light that you see streaming through a window where, when it breaks up it becomes all the colors of the rainbow. It looks like light coming from a prism and it is alive.

One day we had some visitors from the main ashram. These people had been meditating for long periods of time almost all their life. They met with us to answer questions one day and that’s when I saw them. There were three 10-12 foot angels standing on the stage with them. They never moved or acknowledged anything. There were no distinct features other than they had a human form and were made of light. It was the same kind of streaming through the window, prism like light except that they all had different colors. Each being had prism-like light continually streaming through them except that each one’s shades of light were different, and their light kept changing and moving. They gave off such a sense of profoundness and caring that my eyes welled up with tears. I just sat through the brief meeting watching the angels and feeling overwhelmed and when it was over we were escorted from the room. That was one of the highest peak experiences of my life which happened over twenty years ago yet I still remember it like it was yesterday.