Capture the little daemon. Before he gets away. Captured, you can put him to work. Carry a card and write down your glimpses, insights, and inklings. More profound they are and practical than you’d guess.
:- Doug.
Oh, to float lazily like these few snowflakes. What care have they except to fall, to fly ahead of the breezes, to land softly and lie still, to accumulate, to be? To melt, to evaporate, to know only they are of the process?
:- Doug.
Your throbbing heart, your respiration, is part of the world’s breathing and turning, winds and rains, flowings of streams and waters. You are part of flow itself.
:- Doug.
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