Chapter 3 – Walking the Dogs in the City – Part A
As I step out the front door, following hard on the happy tails of the Furry Dog Beings, I notice the lawn on both sides of our sidewalk leading to the wider concrete public path. The lawn speaks being made up of numerous, separate slim blades communicating across the length and breadth of its root system. Each sees/experiences what all other blades see/experience; yet astoundingly, each blade is an intelligence unto itself. A reality/metaphor humanity could/should adopt.
