Over the past few weeks i've been trying to define the meaning of hero. some people ask me if Ftweety Bird is my hero since I wear a lot of Tweety T-shirts and I wera a tweety watch. And I tell them no. I wear Tweety because he matches my perosniality. Could this be what a hero is? someone who matches our personality an attains the goals they set out to accomplish? May hap it is, and may hap it ain't.

Then one day I was listening to the raido and I heard a song that absolutely put it all together. (no it wasn't Hero by Maria Carey:) It was "I Will Get There" by Boys II Men, form the Prince of Egypt Soundrack. The movie itself is the stor of a hero. and the song does no less than describe what a heor geos through, and therefore, what we ust all strive to achieve.

In this song, I found many parallels to Siddahart. From a very early age Siddharta knew that he wanted more from his life, even if he didn't know the exact course he was going to take. He knew that his goal would not, could not be obtained where he was. I will get there; I will get there somehow. Cross that river, nothing's stopping me now. Even when it seemed he was taking a pit stop to his ultimate goal, he was still on his journey. I wil get though the night, and make it thorugh to the other side. the village that he came to was his night, and he did indeed make it to the other side of the "river", both in a literal and psychological sense.

i've been in these chains for so long, i'll break free and I'll be there where I belong. there are few instances werhe siddharta breaks free of his chains in search of where he belonged. the first being, when he broke the chians between his family  and himself. when he broke his ties with govinda and set out to find enlightenment on his own, being another. And probably the most significant after leaving his parents would be leaving kamal. He was leaving the night behind to cross the river. And this time I sear I won' t fall. i'll get thorugh this no matter what it takes, cause I know no limitations, i'll reach my destination, I will get there. he had had his fall and was on his way. no matter what it took he was going to reach his goal.

when kamal came back to him, siddharta's world kind of went cold. here he was, his son didn't love him and th eonly woman he ever cared about had just died. well the night is cold and dark, but somewhere the sun is shining, and I feel it shine on me I'll keep trying. for a second time he was plunged into darkness and confusion. but he kept trying and realized taht hisson was just like him. and as callus as it seems, thy weren't meant for each other. they were too much alike,and too different at the same time. when govinda returns, we understand the meaning of "to each his own." that's how siddharta felt about everything. we must all find enlightenment on our own path. each journey is unique in and of itself. but all roads lead to Rome:)