Chasing Enchantment

Most of us have chased something at some point in our lives. A dream. A job. A dream job. A cause. A campaign. Stuff like that.

The chase is idealistic, naive, righteous, and beautiful. It keeps us up at night. It pulls us back when we're pulled in another direction. It's like a magic spell. Later on, when we've given up or moved on to other chases, it becomes wistful, even painful. It takes real candor, self-awareness, and maturity to excavate an old chase and discern its meaning and purpose in our lives.

Rembert Browne had the opportunity to ask President Obama one question. In telling the story, however, he talked about his chase—wanting to work for him—and how his failure to catch the Senator, national candidate, and President opened other doors. In the end, he asked his question, listened to the answer, and marveled at the entire experience. But the key take-away wasn't the mere fact that he had that rare audience or the spectacle of it all; it was that it allowed him to discern his true chase.

In that moment, I finally got the answer to the question I’d spent so many years wanting to ask the president. I wasn’t chasing Obama — he was a smoke screen. I was chasing political enchantment. Even if that wasn’t exactly what I’d gotten from Obama, he’d helped me get there.
— Rembert