Maybe you feel like Kate Chopin’s Edna, as she stands naked on the beach feeling “like some new-born creature, opening its eyes in a familiar world that it had never known,”  or perhaps you feel a kinship with Jimmy Santiago Baca and his search for a new beginning: “I was stripped down to that essential/ force in my life–create a better world, a better me/ out of love. I became a child of the house,/ and it showed me/ the freedom of a new beginning.”

Such is the business of poets and dreamers, the problem for philosophers and the faithful, and the responsibility of the deepest of thinkers and the youngest of children as all strive to discover what they want to be. Or, better yet, who they are.