We are embarking on an experiment together, and using my own voice to tell stories of what we are doing is one way I hope to contribute to the experiment.
In a way it's unnecessary to call this an "experiment." This is not new. It is something we do as naturally as breathing. We get together, we hang out, we chill, we spend time. We gather, and something happens. We gather again.
We also work. We need to be alive, we want to be alive, to be happy and safe, and so we work. We want other beings, our families and friends, our neighbors, our pets, our livestock, our crops and houseplants, the birds and the oaks in the backyard, to live and be happy, to be safe and at ease. We work with our hands and we work with our minds in order to be alive. We make things with our hands, we make things with our minds.
We also see pain. We feel our own stress, pain and fear, and we see the stress, pain and fear of others. We see stress and suffering, and we start to look beyond our own immediate love of life, our own immediate relations. We see our relationship to a world of creatures who also love to live, and who are suffering.
One way that we answer is to bring our work into our lives, and our lives into our work. We sit down for a while and listen to each other. We ask, What am I doing? Why am I doing it?
What am I doing? Why am I doing it?
And then we let it go. We keep moving!
Saturday, March 29, 2008
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