A mysterious thing
A mysterious thing is conversation. Sometimes we have it and sometimes it has us. Sometimes we start it, or it starts us. We birth it, or it births us. It is of the essence of life, yet what know we of life?
We help each other think through a decision. We do new things, we become new persons.
We become an entity. We making healing, wholeness, realization of being part of a larger whole—an essential, contributing part.
The world works on us; we work on the world. The conversation works on us; we work on the conversation. Mysterious.
:- Doug.
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