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What is the purpose of Conversation?
Harvest

:- Doug.

With people
First you see the container
Then you see the person
And the container you no longer see
That’s the problem with G*d
No container
Also good thing

:- Doug.

What can you imagine
we can improve
around here?

:- Doug.

We seek fruit:
What do we do to get fruit?
Does that come backing in?
Perhaps we should—purposely—
Trust in the unexpected
Plant not but harvest
For imagination’s seed is itself!

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 821

I live in wonder
I live in amazement
This life!
Green fire!

Please pass it on.

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G*d you are the snow upon the old brown leaf, the furries flying on the wind, the taste of wonder on my eyelashes.

:- Doug.

People are the fountains and the fountains in them are imagination.

:- Doug.

“Value added” is a place where we bring imagination.

:- Doug.

Snow! Beautiful snow!

:- Doug.

Lord, show us the fountains and rainbows!

:- Doug.

Who ya gonna call? Grey Busters! Us! We are the ones we have been waiting for. Why are we waiting? We must find ways to start the conversations, to spread them, to engage. This is the way to engage persons: conversation. So look for the conversations. Find people to sit with.

:- Doug.

I choose not to look at the grey cloth but only at the rainbow it holds back. To release, to release, colors upon colors, persons and voices! To color the world, to release the peoples, to make new! To love and imagine!

To choose life over death, to choose color over grey, to choose truth and imagination and love: these are where we need to attend.

:- Doug.

This morning I saw that we are all, even those who are seeking to make a difference, stuck in a great lake of mud. We are moving, but in slow motion, our feet clung to and weighed down by the mud. We are fighting inertia in others and we see it so much that we are held back. What are we to do? Head for dry ground and throw a rope to those in the quicksand. Float to the top. Look to the sun. Separate the earth and the water. Bring fire. Give courage and aid to those who are helping. Ask for more workers. Woe, woe, woe—but we are who we have, and so we must do the work that falls to our hands. We must attend not to the mud but to the rainbows.

:- Doug.