The night they died
The waking dream I had of my parents the night they died showed me that reality is more than we allow. Given that on the surface this is not a conversation, what does it unfold that can benefit our conversation? It changed me and my approach to living.
True, conversation can change us and our way of living. But to say we need more imagination does not get us there. It does not tell us how to imagine. Books have been written on creativity, a cousin of imagining. One thing we don’t yet know: we can get us together and use some process to imagine, but how do we imagine, together?
:- Doug.
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