We live into who we are. It is easier with support and encouragement, but even without it, there is something in us that craves expression and needs us to champion its cause against all odds. We have to find our voice and sing, or find our rhythm and dance, or find our wings and fly... The drum is beating, calling us to march, to live to the beat coursing through our veins. We live to stand on our own two feet and say who we are and who we are not, letting our yes be yes, and our no be no, and our cause find its champion before the light is done.