What ought not to happen…
What ought not to happen were we not ready for it in our thinking and our thinking together: what ought not to happen, does happen—there is a promise here. It is as if we were opening the doors and windows and skylights for it. It is as if we knew it would happen, just not when or how or where. It is as if a riderless horse happens by, or a breeze, or a person calls when we are busy with doing the work of life, and we can be transported and transmogrified if we are willing.
:- Doug.
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