New primal conversation
For our conversations, in our conversations, call us to a new primal conversation.
:- Doug.

For our conversations, in our conversations, call us to a new primal conversation.
:- Doug.
Maybe this elation I feel at the first snowfall is a body sense. I just felt it again after weeks of warm winter weather. The dusting of snow, powdered sugar on the green grass, brought on a drizzly nose. And the elation. Something may be going on under my notice. And I was reminded in my reading that my body is large: beyond my skin to the curvature of the universe!
:- Doug.
“This,” he said, gesturing with the bread to all that surrounded him, “this is my body; this is my blood. Take it into you thoroughly. Eat. Drink.” Maybe this is how he meant it. All of this is my body, all of this flows, life through me. His example inspirits me.
:- Doug.