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09.11 DGM HQ. 
A grey, damp day in the valley. 09.53 E-flurrying. Now off to Wimborne for adventures with my Sister & old Wimborne pals. 18.41 The Sixpenny Handley > Cranborne road this morning… 
A bibliophiliacal tumescence in the Cornmarket before meeting with Alan Cosgrove, Estate Agent, whose office is opposite Wimborne Minster… 
… where I was confirmed & acted as a server to Rev. Stanley Epps & Father Finch. Alan’s office is directly opposite… 
… and is the former Fripp World HQ…

… which I sold to Alan when he went independent. To lunch with Sister & Suzie Wyatt… 
Then out to Witchampton… 
… to take our Parents flowers I… 
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A view from the top… 
To tea with the Wife of our Father’s former business partner, at Holt near Wimborne. Skies of wonder along the way I… 
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20.20 E-frenzy underway. 20.42 To Curt… probably one-third of the sant cugat course were in doubt as to exactly which notes comprise those conventionally included in the C major scale, and/or where to find them on the fingerboard, and/or which order they might conventionally fall in both ascending & descending modes. my conclusion was, if people need to come to Guitar Craft, they come to Guitar Craft; and the rest is irrelevant. so, formally, a working knowledge of C major is no longer a requirement for the Circulations project. 20.47 From a Crafty on that course… On July 20th at night, we had the Circle that set new standards on whizzing. That moment was very powerful. I felt a deep emotion of happiness and awe, triggered by a completely new experiencing. I was deeply moved, as everyone in the Circle. When the Circle work was completed with the chords played at unison, there was a moment Silence. During that moment, something happened. It was a direct connection with members of the team, an engagement without words. It wasn’t "thinking" about it, I felt the experience was true and there was a connection happening beyond thought. I noticed several things happening during that moment. After we all left the room, the engagement continued as I walked to my room. There were two events going on inside me, one was the thinking about this process that was taking place, the other was the process itself happening. I saw the Circle pals running around the house with excitement. Observed that my estate was quite different… 22.36 Enough.
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