We feel life, a spirit that we struggle to name. That, perhaps, must be unspoken.
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Just felt.
When something comes alive. A building, words on a page, computer code.
We feel flow, it carries that which emerges and unfolds. Only to enfold back into eternal mystery.
We recognize this flow as that which brings Natural Order alive. Flow that give us the courage to lean into the Chaotic and Unknowable – Dancing at the Edge – seeking new meaning.
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