Obama
Now I am certainly no master of politics and I can’t say that I am in the proper bracket to agree with everything that Obama stands for, but I admittedly like most of it. I did read his book The Audacity of Hope to get a better understanding of some of his ideas and I enjoyed what was read. But one thing is for sure, I do believe in the power of spiritual, positive energy and Mr. Obama carries it.
To listen to his words, his honest approach, and witness the electricity of excitement that he so radiantly emits is something that is difficult to debscribe, let alone explain verbally. Maybe I was just adamant about him and his campaign. Maybe I like what he has to say. Or maybe it is because I was surprised by the fortunate events that came about on a January Saturday morning in Boise, Idaho.
I think anyone would be remiss to not know the caliber of publicity that this President brings. Even in a conservative state like Idaho the buzz he brings is something worth talking about. So needless to say I was pretty excited to here about him making a pit stop in Boise that morning.
To make this story as brief as I possibly could, I will first start out with good news and bad news. The bad news is that I missed his speech in person. I had full intentions of going, I just didn’t expect to see how many other people that the same intention. I thought gathering a nice breakfast with some chaps, drinking my coffee, to eventually mosey on down around 8:00 was a pretty good plan. Bad idea it turns out.
So many people were in line to witness his words that not everyone could get in. And based on the looks of the scene while doing the drive by I most likely would have been in the same crowd of late arrivals. Stuck in the cold, forced to listen to it on a speaker system set up outside. Time to go home or at least I thought.
For on our way back my buddy notices a few police officers surrounding a few dark SUVs nestled in the valet section of a downtown hotel. Taking the wishful opportunity to chance a look we parked across the street and walked into the lobby, ordered some coffees, and glanced at the men in ties and earpieces, and sat on the cozy couches.
“This can’t be for him. Can it?” we said among ourselves.
But low and behold at about four sips into my cup of morning brew out of the elevator walks the man himself. There was no media, no cameras, a few security people, myself and two friends, and a family of five with the same wishful intentions we had.
“Mr. Obama, Nice to meet you sir.” I say after he shakes the few hands before me. I state my name. He graciously says it back along with a great handshake.
I said nothing else. What else do I say in that situation? Go get ‘em? Thanks for coming? Best of Luck? Those and many more would have sufficed but shaking his hand and subconsciously realizing the potential impact this man could have on our country and the rest of the world weighed heavily on my emotions. I mean the guy practically lit the room up with his glowing positive vibe.
As for emotions? Well, I did not foresee the impact his win would have on me. When the news outlets officially announced his historic win and seeing the live video feed of people shouting and cheering I could not help but let go of my emotions as I witnessed such positive energy.
It was quite moving and needless to say some very unexpected joy ran down my face as I was finally hit with the realization of such an event. I am relatively young when it comes to elections but I can’t imagine there has been an election with such an impact as this one has been, nor probably ever will be. Certainly not on me. Inexperienced or not, with the attitude and radiant energy the soon to be President Obama brings there is not much that can’t be done.
