There are times when leaders make events; there are times when events give us leaders. Events are clear to me, I see the rising tide, and will not stand in the path of history. I am not the one who will be nominated in Denver later this year. My time, our time, has come and gone. Bill and I want to take some time now to reunite, to travel, to write, to reflect.
I hereby withdraw from the presidential race, and offer my support to the candidacy of Barack Obama. For the good of the party, for the good of the country, it is time to step aside.
Her eyes were focused on some future point, her disposition sunny. All of the worry and planning was now over. She was free.
She left the room in silence, leaving all of us wondering if perhaps we had been too hasty, if maybe she was the right person in the right time. Maybe we had made a mistake.
The right wing noise machine now focuses on him. The Swift Boats are gunning their engines. In the dead of night? At dawn’s first light?
Is he up to it?
This much we knew last night as Hillary Clinton exited, stage left: She was up to it. She had been battle-tested. There was nothing new they could say. No slight or smear would harm her. As she left last night, Bill at her side, we realized that an era was passing as well. Clinton time was over. Politics would go back to normal now. No more dreaming, no more pulling liberal rabbits out of this right wing top hat they call DC.
Maybe it is not her time, this year, 2008. Maybe she needs some more aging, like a fine wine.
Our hopes are dashed. The progressive movement is stunned. Maybe she will approach us again in 2012? Maybe then we will listen?
Or maybe then we will go to her.
Piece of Mindful 
Dreams are like that sometimes. But not often.
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Fear not the Swift Boats of truth.
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Swede, meet Mr. Truth. Truth, this is Swede. It’s about time you guys met.
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That is quite the dream. You think she’d go away if she loses or withdraws? Not me. She still has a Senate seat, even though she’d like to be queen bee.
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