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A turtle suns upon the edge of the pond
his or her perch looks precarious to me
but how’s it look to the turtle?
Perhaps a sunny beach and safe enough
by way of center of gravity.

:- Doug.

How does water get clear?
Settling
Running through the ground
Transmogrifying into vapor and rain
How do we get clear?

:- Doug.

I don’t like it when people have me figured out. I don’t even have me figured out.

:- Doug.

We often say that which we want to believe.

:- Doug.

Be the conversations you want to have in the world. Use the long stick to probe for authentic springs. The connecting thread is that we are all so uncommonly.

:- Doug.

We dance
you lead
so I may see
how I can help

Shy, aggressive,
flowing: each calls
for a different
fitting.

Will we accept from out the dance
that which makes us new?
They also change the world
whose favored step is to receive.

And stumbling
—ahh stumbling!—
can we do that together
and do it well, without intervening?

:- Doug.

We have retreats to get away from the day to day pressures and find something new in ourselves. We ought not be surprised that much of it does not stick when we return to the fray.

So let’s design these “retreats” differently. Let’s still go off site to get the perspective. But then let’s come back on site and live the perspective for a half day then a full day at a time, interspersing times—generous times—to reflect and figure out how to make it stick. Or find another way.

:- Doug.