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	<description>Past fear there is truth.</description>
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		<title>Comment on RECORDED RIGHT ACTION by Lee</title>
		<link>http://motuv.org/rightaction/comment-page-1#comment-653</link>
		<dc:creator>Lee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 06:49:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am working to come to terms with the truth of my most vivid dream.</description>
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		<title>Comment on Matt / Localogy by troy</title>
		<link>http://motuv.org/localogy/matt-cleveland/comment-page-1#comment-652</link>
		<dc:creator>troy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 01:27:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well written and conceived, Matt.  Keep that open dialogue going . . .

This reminded me of a documentary I watched recently...it starts a little slow, but it is pretty impressive in its scope and direction.  Some of the urban green concepts are pretty cool and remind me a bit of LION hunting.  And, of course, there&#039;s a little Fuller in there for good measure:

http://www.2012timeforchange.com/</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well written and conceived, Matt.  Keep that open dialogue going . . .</p>
<p>This reminded me of a documentary I watched recently&#8230;it starts a little slow, but it is pretty impressive in its scope and direction.  Some of the urban green concepts are pretty cool and remind me a bit of LION hunting.  And, of course, there&#8217;s a little Fuller in there for good measure:</p>
<p><a href="http://www.2012timeforchange.com/" rel="nofollow">http://www.2012timeforchange.com/</a></p>
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		<title>Comment on The Living Systems Program by Greg Cillmner</title>
		<link>http://motuv.org/livingsystems/comment-page-1#comment-640</link>
		<dc:creator>Greg Cillmner</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 11:00:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Greetings, I really like what you’re providing here.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Greetings, I really like what you’re providing here.</p>
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		<title>Comment on RECORDED RIGHT ACTION by Lee Lazorchack</title>
		<link>http://motuv.org/rightaction/comment-page-1#comment-639</link>
		<dc:creator>Lee Lazorchack</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 07:34:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I let the very old, and very beautiful Costa Rican woman go ahead of me in the (very long) restroom line</description>
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		<title>Comment on RECORDED RIGHT ACTION by Dane</title>
		<link>http://motuv.org/rightaction/comment-page-1#comment-633</link>
		<dc:creator>Dane</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2012 20:53:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Today I mended a rift with an extremely talented and generous friend.</description>
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		<title>Comment on Alpha is a relative term. by Paul Neffride</title>
		<link>http://motuv.org/archives/531/comment-page-1#comment-630</link>
		<dc:creator>Paul Neffride</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 15:29:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am totally delighted with this blog, it greatly helped me!  “Democracy does not guarantee equality of conditions. It only guarantees equality of opportunity.” - Irving Kristol</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am totally delighted with this blog, it greatly helped me!  “Democracy does not guarantee equality of conditions. It only guarantees equality of opportunity.” &#8211; Irving Kristol</p>
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		<title>Comment on RECORDED RIGHT ACTION by Lee Lazorchack</title>
		<link>http://motuv.org/rightaction/comment-page-1#comment-625</link>
		<dc:creator>Lee Lazorchack</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2012 19:09:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My work week is 8 straight days long, currently in the winter cold, in the desert mountains of Utah. I had one of the greatest shifts yet this past week, but at the end of the day on Wednesday, we are all tired, and ready to leave the field, dirt and grit and all. A few months ago now, there was a horrible incident in the field, involving 3 students reacting in strong physical violence towards staff. I happened to be one of those staff. Since then, I have slowly come to a reckoning with 2 of the 3 students, on their own time, when they felt ready to talk about the physical and emotional pain they inflicted, and consequently felt. Each of these instances leaving me feeling just a bit lighter, reaffirming why I toil in the dirt and cold in the middle of Utah.  There was only 1 student left, who I had not come to terms with, who, for safety concerns, I had not as much as seen. 3 months later, uncommon even that this student would still be in the field. This student, stubborn, and the most angry. Hurting, struggling to progress past a point of simple cooperation with the program. I had resigned myself to the reality that 2 out of 3 was good odds, and to just let it go, I wasn&#039;t going to have that moment of reckoning. This week, as we&#039;re making the rounds changing out staff, barreling through the snow and mud and jeep trails in the larger than life Excursion truck, we stop at the last group to switch over, I jump out of the vehicle, filthy, happy and anxious, to unload gear, and to my complete surprise that student is standing right there outside of the truck. She looks me right in my eyes for the first time since the incident, and says, &quot;Lee, can we talk please?&quot; After a sincere apology and a hug of the same caliber, all those present, there were 10 of us, circled up and a fellow co staff of mine preformed a simple but graceful sage smudge ceremony, in which we all cleanse ourselves with the smoke of the dried sage, and give the words, &quot;for forgiveness, and letting go&quot; to the circle. As the smudge stick approached me, I was struggling to take deep breaths so that I would have the strength in my voice to say these words without wavering, and as I am holding this piece of the Earth, made sacred by our combined intentions, I let all the frustration and anger and sadness and negativity from the past 3 months go, and handed the smudge to my right to her as she looked right at me and said the same. I, of course, cried tears of release and joy, hugged her once more, and we all piled into the vehicle to continue the trip out of the field. 

I am beyond grateful for the quiet effort of my co staff to make that possible, and the insight and strength it must have taken for that young struggling teenager to stand up after so many months, and want to make things right. To forgiveness and letting go.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My work week is 8 straight days long, currently in the winter cold, in the desert mountains of Utah. I had one of the greatest shifts yet this past week, but at the end of the day on Wednesday, we are all tired, and ready to leave the field, dirt and grit and all. A few months ago now, there was a horrible incident in the field, involving 3 students reacting in strong physical violence towards staff. I happened to be one of those staff. Since then, I have slowly come to a reckoning with 2 of the 3 students, on their own time, when they felt ready to talk about the physical and emotional pain they inflicted, and consequently felt. Each of these instances leaving me feeling just a bit lighter, reaffirming why I toil in the dirt and cold in the middle of Utah.  There was only 1 student left, who I had not come to terms with, who, for safety concerns, I had not as much as seen. 3 months later, uncommon even that this student would still be in the field. This student, stubborn, and the most angry. Hurting, struggling to progress past a point of simple cooperation with the program. I had resigned myself to the reality that 2 out of 3 was good odds, and to just let it go, I wasn&#8217;t going to have that moment of reckoning. This week, as we&#8217;re making the rounds changing out staff, barreling through the snow and mud and jeep trails in the larger than life Excursion truck, we stop at the last group to switch over, I jump out of the vehicle, filthy, happy and anxious, to unload gear, and to my complete surprise that student is standing right there outside of the truck. She looks me right in my eyes for the first time since the incident, and says, &#8220;Lee, can we talk please?&#8221; After a sincere apology and a hug of the same caliber, all those present, there were 10 of us, circled up and a fellow co staff of mine preformed a simple but graceful sage smudge ceremony, in which we all cleanse ourselves with the smoke of the dried sage, and give the words, &#8220;for forgiveness, and letting go&#8221; to the circle. As the smudge stick approached me, I was struggling to take deep breaths so that I would have the strength in my voice to say these words without wavering, and as I am holding this piece of the Earth, made sacred by our combined intentions, I let all the frustration and anger and sadness and negativity from the past 3 months go, and handed the smudge to my right to her as she looked right at me and said the same. I, of course, cried tears of release and joy, hugged her once more, and we all piled into the vehicle to continue the trip out of the field. </p>
<p>I am beyond grateful for the quiet effort of my co staff to make that possible, and the insight and strength it must have taken for that young struggling teenager to stand up after so many months, and want to make things right. To forgiveness and letting go.</p>
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		<title>Comment on RECORDED RIGHT ACTION by Emily Holstad</title>
		<link>http://motuv.org/rightaction/comment-page-1#comment-618</link>
		<dc:creator>Emily Holstad</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2012 01:28:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Recently, I have shared old and dear memories with a new friend, stories and baked goods with a neighbor, and just today, I gave away my favorite chocolate chip cookie recipe to a co-worker.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Recently, I have shared old and dear memories with a new friend, stories and baked goods with a neighbor, and just today, I gave away my favorite chocolate chip cookie recipe to a co-worker.</p>
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		<title>Comment on RECORDED RIGHT ACTION by Joe Smith</title>
		<link>http://motuv.org/rightaction/comment-page-1#comment-616</link>
		<dc:creator>Joe Smith</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2012 21:07:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I danced to some latin music with a pretty senorita and then sat on beach sipping sweet tea and howling at the moon.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I danced to some latin music with a pretty senorita and then sat on beach sipping sweet tea and howling at the moon.</p>
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		<title>Comment on RECORDED RIGHT ACTION by Jeremy</title>
		<link>http://motuv.org/rightaction/comment-page-1#comment-609</link>
		<dc:creator>Jeremy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2012 21:12:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Today I worked on a website for a friend&#039;s project</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today I worked on a website for a friend&#8217;s project</p>
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