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Anticipation is hope. Foresee, look for, await.

:- Doug.

Do we converse for its pleasure, “sing for the joy of singing?” (Do I ask questions for the joy of the questions?)

:- Doug.

This book continues to be a voyage of exploration and uncovering.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2290

Our desire to learn is maybe a symptom of a more primal desire to embrace—to embrace more and more and more of the world. This is a good greed. I want to love my loves and all who touch them. This is why it grieves me to see people who want to strike out, push away, hate.

Please pass it on.

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I have a secret. Everyone in this room has a secret. Everyone in town has a secret. It is a job of conversation to tantalize out one person from the other these secrets. Neither do I know the half of mine. Nor do you yours. We, through conversation, help. Yet there is also a conundrum: What are we here for, together? A secret plus a conundrum. Two separate things. A smaller and a larger. A single and a multiple. But seldom do we notice how our shadows play! There, on the sidewalk. There, behind us. There, out of sight. Consider conversation as an active agent. With its own purposes. A third level of hidden: a mystery.

:- Doug.

We sometimes have difficulty getting through our conversation, reaching any destination at all. There is another possibility: Conversation is playing the mouse to our cat. In other words, concealing itself, its intent, its purpose, from us.

:- Doug.

I start the hole, but I do not drill to the very bottom. I leave for you the water or oil or ore you find. I merely point out the thing of beauty and worth.

:- Doug.

How do we remember and perceive the person, our beloved, who is now dead?

:- Doug.