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Rhythm seems to be innate in life. In heartbeat, respiration, brain waves. Music, poetry, conversation are releasers of these (this?) rhythm(s). We may need conversation—entrainment of our rhythms—to be conscious, to know together. Breathing together—conspiring—could be the essence of being human, being alive.

:- Doug.

They’re older than you—they have more things about which to dream.

:- Doug.

Consider you may be rousing someone from the most luscious dream.

:- Doug.

Is conversation actually rhythm?

:- Doug.

Live your life fool-y in the moment.

:- Doug.

Kairos time can be all at once, Mozart experiencing his symphonies.

:- Doug.

Let us converse with our family
Family being larger than we think
Conversing being larger too

:- Doug.

What if Alzheimer’s were simply another culture, another country?

:- Doug.

What if time ran randomly “through” our days? Is this perhaps how other cultures experience our time sense?

:- Doug.

Our corporate goals and numbers are a screen through which we see and obscure the world. Our loving is the wind and water that flows through. Chronos screens, Kairos flows. Different dimensions.

:- Doug.

How long is an interlude?
For as long as when half
Is whole

:- Doug.

One profundity of Kairos might be the glance—a meeting in the eyes. A second might be silence—a briefest break in time and rhythm. Knowing is a third—that it is there and being willing, curious, and respectful enough to wait.

:- Doug.

Zen’s word “ma” is the meaningful interval or space in time. Silence perhaps. Silence shouts the unsounded. Here is where you can practice your deepest art.

:- Doug.

Your dog does not know nap time, only nap.

:- Doug.

Time is what we measure with a clock or calendar or turning of seasons. What does a clock measure? Only what we ask it to measure, and that is what we call time. Circular logic.

:- Doug.

It is not so much time distorts us, as our thoughts about time. Remember, time does not exist outside our heads.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 1596

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Culture is something we live within and create. Simultaneously. So too time.

:- Doug.

Time is in our heads and changes how we touch our world, and allow our world to move us.

:- Doug.

We ask the clock, how much time do I have left till…as if time were sand in a bag with a hole in the bottom. It is hard for us to see time as anything else.

But was it always so? As a child, I had a puzzle that showed time as a circle: four seasons that just kept going round each other. Today, we have holidays all the year “round,” telling us how to live those days: big family meals at Thanksgiving, beer and brats on the 4th. We say “What goes round comes round.”

Our bosses may look at time as how many tasks can I get done by this person for this many Dollars?

Our elders may ask, How long will this go on? Or they may say You are doing just what your father did before you.

:- Doug.

Time distorts us. Our ideas of time, the clock face, the hand or numbers ticking away—these all change our thinking in one way or another. We look at a clock to change or confirm our pace, our thinking.

:- Doug.

We of the young look for the bottom line of the old person, our managers see only their form. We of the old have gone, some of us, beyond to formless, bottomless. This can confuse those of us still young.

:- Doug.

Perhaps the line between young-old and old-old is called curiosity.

:- Doug.