The summer sun set, and left a faint trace of light behind for a few moments. We knew it was time. We had heard the rumors and felt the anxiety. A wind carried the sound through our midst, rustling us up in anticipation. The collective sway now fully synchronizing us with the heartbeat of something much greater than we were as individuals. The last fleeting rays lit our faces with the realization that everything in our lives had been leading us here; everything had been pointing us in this direction. One last deep breath, and we waited on the precipice, as an orchestra for the director — each player and instrument set and tuned, watching only for for the baton to be lowered…