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Passion—giving full play to one’s compassion. Letting go of the largely unnecessary limits. Doing for others, using one’s highest and best. This I seek—and want.

This perhaps is the root and stem of beauty. So grandparents show their grandchildren flowers and bugs and things of wonder. Arousing passions.

This perhaps is the root and stem of wakefulness and enlightenment.

:- Doug.

We do not merely have each other to embrace, but to shake! We need passion.

:- Doug.

What is the meaning of clocks and calendars for us on this blue planet? We see seasons repeat and look for seasons in our lives. We see days repeat and count them. We see freshness regularly and think of new starts. We see ends coming and hurry. Ends and seasons, freshness and repetition, second chances and life renewing: have these circles and cycles touched our hearts and beings?

:- Doug.

What are you gonna think of next?

:- Doug.

Who should lead our country? You?

:- Doug.