When I was 25 the thought of going to a Lunar New Year Party at the Vietnamese Consulate was a totally impossible to imagine: we were at war in”Nam”. But Just last week, my 25 year old daughter borrowed my my camera to document her visit to that very Consulate. The photos she brought back looked like a family reunion. There were pictures of friends of sharing good food, baby hugging, and karaoke! (we have to imagine this, I don’t have names and permission) I can show this Beautiful Golden Fan which to me symbolizes:
Things can changed over time!
Here we have a model for the possibility of change.
Let’s Imagine our Children Celebrating Spring with Iran or…
Pick a country or a person or any idea you are are war with…
And Imagine it Changing…
I wonder what the first step would be?
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