The world is changing, yet again. It’s almost like it turns in circles. We have started to convene, back within ‘real’ spaces for ‘real’ conversations.
And yet i do not want comfort.
When we come together i do not want to familiarity of old ideas, but rather the friction and fear of new ones.
I do not want an answer nor a story set in stone, but rather the ability to discuss, debate, to learn and to share.
I do not want safety, but rather uncertainty and the stumbling narrative of finding new vocabulary with which to shape and share new thinking.
I feel lucky to be ‘coming together’, but the point of it, for me, is to quest forward, not through dogmatic repetition, nor mindlessly waiting for insight to be dropped, but rather to explore, or possibly to create, the new.