The Healer

Dreams from my father is the story of a request-not for honor or fortune but for meaning.The book presents a wounded young man who has never felt entirely at home-not among whites or among blacks.neither in slums nor in student unions-and is haunted by the constant,crippling fear that I didn't belong.He wants to know how feel rooted and purposeful.At the end of his odyssey,he decides to take a leap of faith.For the young Obama,faith in other people becomes his home.


This is what he preaches,the seemingly unlimited power of people who are willing to trust,cooperate and compromise.Bring people together for action,what he calls organizing,holds the promise of redemption.And without exactly saying it,Obama offers himself as the embodiment of his own message,the one-man rainbow coalition.You don't believe white and black can peacefully,productively co-exist?Think the gulf between Chicago's South side and the Harvard Law Review can never be bridged?Do you fear that the Muslim masses of Africa and Asia are imcompatible with the modernity of the west or that cosmopolitan America and Christian America will never see eye to eye?Just look at me!It's not unusual to meet Obama supporters who say the simple fact of electing him would move mountains,changing the way the world looks at America,turning the page on the nation's racial history and so on.He is the change they seek.