See the Barn
All at once, I realized that not much has changed in the real world; people were still dying because of limiting beliefs, stone-aged dogma, greed, and the inability to see that we’re all in this together.
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I have a knack for starting conversations with people–complete strangers–on street corners, in grocery lines, coffee shops, or out in the wilderness. The stories are hilarious, profound, and everything in between.
Now, as our planet spins toward big change, I feel compelled to share these interactions with you in hopes that they may inspire you in some way. Welcome to the adventure!.
I ask random people across Canada doing whatever three questions: Are you in love? Who has been the most influential person in your life? How do you feel about the future? Their answers are a revealing description of the heart and spirit of the people of this country; an important snapshot during these days of shift and upheaval.
After several decades of navigating the planet, I have realized that my habit of starting conversations with strangers has resulted in stories that describe the varied state of the heart in its growth. Many of the stories are hilarious, some sad, and then the rest, though often weaving threads from either end, fill in the middle.
Sarah Klein, oddly widowed by a man channelling Lafayette, moves into a strange house in a new town to begin anew. She discovers a strange field behind the house, and strange, but friendly neighbours on the far side of it. Klein, along with these neighbours, and five more significant characters, one of which is a penguin, join together to battle a less-than ethical hotelier and his mayor wife who are keen on bulldozing and developing the protected field for profit.
If that didn't spark your interest...there's a sex scene that has something to do with an old Victrola and Louis Armstrong, a child dropped into a cake, and a Lafayette channeller who morphs into a baguette at one point! Not to mention wobbly restaurant chairs and a toad stampede. But the Victrola! Aren’t you curious as hell about that? Aren’t you?
All at once, I realized that not much has changed in the real world; people were still dying because of limiting beliefs, stone-aged dogma, greed, and the inability to see that we’re all in this together.
That there are mountains, that my father existed, that history is a thing, that we have imaginations, memories, dreams and desires, that we have free will, that we suffer tragedies, that we laugh, that loneliness can break us, that we experience anger, and that art can touch our souls; we are flawed, and I am in awe of all of that.
I like Kant’s idea that what we think, and how we think has moral consequences.