Today at an Open Space I kept saying that the muber of people present was 53. Some folks corrected me, but the truth was that the number present kept changing as people came and went, but I was trying to make a point. Fifty three is a prime number. Prime numbers are good numbers to use to estimate a group’s size in Open Space because they are not easily divided. Ha ha.
Matt made me do it… These are my URL ABCs: A is for artofhosting.org/ – The website for a set of emergent facilitation approaches, supporting training by Toke Paludan Moeller B is for blogger.com – My home away from home C is for chriscorrigan.com/parkinglot – My home away from Blogger D is for dailykos.com/storyonly/2005/4/25/133951/651 – Jeez…how did I get so sidetracked? E is for en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Wikipedia_Signpost/2005-04-18/Lucene_search – Very excited that Wikipedia search got fixed F is for fns.bc.ca/ – Home of the First Nations Summit in BC G is for gmail.com – Checking email H is for haloscan.com/comments/salishsea/111441125579757903/ – Comments on …
I discovered that I have been linked at Declan’s blog, STV for BC – Vote Yes!, which encourages us to vote yes for the shift to a single transferable vote system of electing government. Declan’s blog is the one that was getting all the attention from Elections BC last week. Also, following up on the Olympics logo story, Marja-Leena send me a link to this article quoting an Inuit Elder on inuksuit (the proper plural) and why what the Olympic Committee has on it’s hands is not infact, even an inukshuk. As if the goofy smile wasn’t a hint. More …
Michael is a great friend and colleague and one of the most important lessons I’ve learned from him over the years is this notion of living life as a practice of invitation. Today he posts a really nice example of how he might respond to a request to help create an invitation. I quoted this post today in a conversation with Dave Pollard who is crafting an invitation for his current initiative, AHA! It’s great advice, elegantly offered.
From a post on the OSLIST, a poem from Neruda: Keeping Quiet Now we will count to twelve And we will all keep still. For once on the face of the earth, let’s not speak in any language; let’s stop for one second, and not move our arms so much. It would be a delicious moment without hurry, without locomotives; all of us would be together in a sudden uneasiness. The fishermen in the cold sea would do no harm to the whales and the peasant gathering salt would look at his torn hands. Those who prepare green wars, wars …