A reflection on the activity of being reborn as the person we find ourselves to be, time and again, moment to moment, in this life (put aside for now past and future lives in different bodies). Furthermore, how any culture is reborn via the activity of the collective of indivduals that make it up. This reflection uses an exploration of the "many lives in one life" of the radically awake Baba Amte, as we come to the 108th anniversary of his birth. The possibilties of taking birth are endless and accessible right now: is this not the very path of the art of intentional cultivation, AKA meditation?