As a child I had a choice: submit to the world of humans or open to the cosmos. The choice was simple since I instinctively knew I was choosing between death and life. At that moment I became a rogue, a ronin, outside the bounds, courteous but unconstrained, except by the forces of heaven, as Lao Tzu might say. I only held jobs until their or my completion, whichever came first and then moved on, no job lasting longer than five years, until joining up with that bunch in Flagstaff where the job description was to be myself. Went 12 years on that one. Now out ranging around again, no one calling the shots but the nets of heaven, and hey, that's the way it has always been.
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