10:00 p.m. June 15, 2008

Spent an amazing day in Boston. I am not coming back. I love this city. I walked around all day and this woman who has absolutely NO internal guidance system knew where she was all the time. There are two places in the world where my whole being seems to be at peace and that is anywhere in New England and Northern California. Go figure. Anyway, this city is just wonderful. It turns out the bed and breakfast we are staying in is right in the very heart of Freedom Trail. Paul Revere’s house is two blocks up, the North Church, Faneuil Hall, I mean for crying out loud it just takes my breath away. These are the places where the world was changed. We spend so much time on the awesome and beautiful places of history that influenced us thousands of years ago but these places are also significant and we are fortunate enough to still be able to touch and feel them. I saw the saw the very window in the Old North Church where Robert Newman lit the lamp for Paul Revere and escaped not out the front door, but out the window. Really the very window…original wood and glass. I stood in the very room where Paul Revere made his decision to be the ultimate traitor or the ultimate patriot and took off in the darkness to begin battle with the British. The entire scope of the world would have been different

I stood in Faneuil Park in the very place where Susan B. Anthony argued for women’s rights, where Frederic Douglass spoke out against slavery, where the very foundation of our nations’ freedoms where formed. I stood there today and saw tourism and shops, but for me the echoes of the dissenters and outcasts and troublemakers that are now are celebrated heroes move through my mind challenging me for what I will do to push the limits of my world and make it a better place.