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Change how we change being human
Change how we change conversation

:- Doug.

There is no story unless the protagonist changes. There is no conversation unless the parties are revealed, opened to change. Opening is change. Change, the object. A little change, please.

:- Doug.

My art
My promise

:- Doug.

“The streets were made of music.” All it takes is the hint of an accent—or in this case, of magic—to carry people to a far place. Not even much of a wink. Lesson found, and I want to say, learned.

:- Doug.

Let me sit in the presence
of the elders among us
including us

:- Doug.

Beyond myself
the object of human

:- Doug.

A cauldron moment—one which told me something of myself and maybe turned my view of life, was when I was just old enough to run a power lawn mower: red, with a cord you wrapped around and pulled 4 times to start it. My mother looked out the door and said, “You’re wasting gasoline again! Start mowing and stop day dreaming!” Years later I began to own that reverie and reflection were part of me.

:- Doug.

How would I introduce Sarah? I first have to get to know her story.

:- Doug.

Invite people
in every condition of life
to human wonderfully

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2095

My credo (which for me means “I give my heart to”) is in questions: What questions will most intensify life? What story can we write? Who needs our touch? What most deeply matters? Who helps? Who wants to become more whole? Who are we when we peel away all the layers? How do we touch the one? To what will we give our hearts?

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So our meeting will be of value, what do we ancestors choose to offer one another?

:- Doug.