I like this poem. I’m so happy to be on the frontier. I appreciate a chance to circle the wagons a bit (real frontiersmen had to wait for the pony express!)
to support each other.

When I teach/speak; I can see ppl shaking their heads and snickering. It’s ok. I just keep reaching out, showing them what I hope, a trust agent acts like.

It’s not a popularity contest and since I get to meet ppl like you along the way, it’s all good.

“Will we use the technologies of our age consciously, in ways that benefit ourselves and the world? Or will we do so largely unconsciously, living increasingly distracted and overwhelmed, out of touch with a sense of purpose?” -http://www.wisdom2summit.com/

I think the best point, though, is that those of us trying to break in these new forms of communication are “learning what works.” Hopefully we’ll keep on trailblazing until we find the passes that other people can follow to make their lives better, and on the way find some greener pastures of our own (and hopefully forget the cowboy theme we’ve got going in the comments so far before it becomes the next big meme).

Maybe I am an idealist, but I truly believe we are putting the meaning back into an word emptied by the structure of our society: Community.

It is this new community that will change the way things go, organized around ideas and ideals in this new medium. A quiet force, you can see it coming from afar, like a dust cloud in the desert…I can feel the tumbleweed rolling a little faster every day…Even my horse Bessy is a little nervous…