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What have we been doing in each decade of our lives that is common to humankind?

:- Doug.

Can we think ahead in three or more dimensions? What are human dimensions?

:- Doug.

If we are to climb over the horizon, we need some footholds, and a rope between us for safety. We don’t go swimming alone.

:- Doug.

What is the pre-story to the generations before the eleventh?

:- Doug.

Befriend the generations—how to?

:- Doug.

We seek not the immutable and changeless, for we see only an endless river of change engulfing us. Change is immutable.

:- Doug.

I have planted a conversation by the pond.

:- Doug.

Before our eyes, he fades.

:- Doug.

As we share our voices and fecund silences, we are changing one another without end. It is good. It is practical. We change our imagined. . . .

:- Doug.

Evil shrivels: Even now he’s losing the power to stand!

:- Doug.

Relating, responsibility, humbly, pragmatic, courageous, changing, conversations without endings or beginnings

:- Doug.

What is healthy conversation? Whole-making conversation? Let us discover. Let us work it. Let it work us.

:- Doug.

We are planting gardens to glow some day beyond our seeing, beyond our imagining. Soon spring will come, bringing brilliant colors, muted, tall, short, adding to the diverse fecundity of living, loving, imagining.

:- Doug.

Let us invent what it means to love hot chocolate, to be for ever in hot chocolate, and to live in this, the last hot chocolate.

:- Doug.

We, we are the locus where all things gather. Like the earth and each of the planets are the center of the big bang and everything is rushing out from us, sending, sending, seeding, seeding.

:- Doug.

Our cause is life. The cause of conversing is life. Maybe the reverse is a little bit true, too.

:- Doug.

What’s the least expected thing?

:- Doug.

We are helping humanity, not as an ideal. As we experience it across our hot chocolates. As it is. As it yet might be with a word, a silence, a music, set in motion from us.

:- Doug.

Over eons, conversation has found its ways to us in so may life-giving and strange and beautiful and not-so-beautiful forms making us what we are today.

:- Doug.

When we talk uselessly, when we leave hands and words off the next generations, we choose. But what do we want our effort to be? Benevolent neglect is not a wise choice, is it? Yes there is a cost to us—and it starts with the effort to think. Together. Words and silences and work. There is no benevolence in turning away one’s head—or in turning two heads away. We are called to responsibility.

:- Doug.

Mistakes—which ones will we make? This, a root of humility?

:- Doug.

Humility—how do we tend one another—and the generations—with humility? What is it in real life? How does it show up?

:- Doug.

We will remain to one another forever undiscovered. It is good that it is so. Your complexity runs circles around me, provides me grounding, confounds me. In this instant I must speak and withhold speech, act and withhold acting, with all the mix of humility and brashness I can bring up. How might we—we cannot know—tend one another?

:- Doug.