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for the past week the lady and I have been travelling the trains in australia and meeting some of the most colourful people along the way. for example, we met this one guy who was reading an alan watts book "the way of zen" immediately we struck up a conversation with him, got his phone number, and now have become really good friends.
Today we met this wonderful girl who we bumped into since the train was so crowded. she said "sorry" to which I replied "no worries, contact is great! So is talking!" from there we had quite the hilarious conversation.
If we are to grow as a species together and help each other as well as the environment, we need to communicate. I know the internet is great, but so is face to face conversation. Actually, nothing beat it, you can feel their vibe. Learning how to communicate is a skill, and while I'm not the best at it, i've come to realize learning how to increase this skill is one of the funnest and more fulfilling skills to have.
learning not to hold back is another form of letting go. On the trains most of the people are dead quiet, but a lot of the times a quick smile and an upbeat attitude brings others out the their shell. i know it brought me out of mine.
so while you are on the net think about this..if there is ever to be any kind of revolution/change (either within yourself or the world around) communication and coming together is essential. Part of living in the moment is sharing the "us" space with others. we can intellectually discuss it all we want, but we also need to feel it so the concepts can manifest itself into the waking world.
-------------------- Annnnnnd I had a light saber and my friend was there and I said "you look like an indian" and he said "you look like satan" and he found a stick and a rock and he named the rock ooga booga and he named the stick Stick and we both thought that was pretty funny. We got eaten alive by mosquitos but didn't notice til the next day. I stepped on some glass while wading in the swamp and cut my foot open, didn't bother me til the next day either....yeah it was a good time, ended the night by buying some liquor for minors and drinking nips and going to he diner and eating chicken fingers, and then I went home and went to bed.---senior doobie
i've notice something like this too, although I find it difficult to "let go" and talk to complete strangers. If you're careful not to pick someone who seems obviously uninterested in what's gonig on around them (and you do get these people), you often seem to find that other people are wanting to talk too, they're just finding it difficult to bring themselves to talk to strangers (like you). When i do do it, it's usually through repeatedly reminding myself that, at the worst, i've not lost anything by trying to talk to a stranger, because i don't know them yet