New Bodies In Play

I find myself a little concerned with what is happening. Today I found myself wanting to already book a return journey to detroit to help one of our guides rebuild his $1,000 home and plant his garden. I also found myself completely at home with a group of 'strangers', who never felt that way at all. Students at the College for Creative Studies workshopped with us, listened to our presentations and then rebuilt our art practices for us. Sweet kids, just so ready to play with us. I wonder what my world would be like had i had experiences like this as an undergrad. We were then invited to an amazing home with an amazing spread of food for an amazing talk about philosophies of existing, being together with and beside things. Though philosophy is one of my weakest spots, and an area I can more or less not converse in, it's amazing to hear the discourse in such a unique way. This leads me to the realization (see first sentence) that there is so much potential to operate in this way. So I want to play in detroit, and have dinners and make art with great minds, and cultivate some sort of relationship as a connection point between orono and detroit. but, the thing that concerns me, as i stated is... then where? i feel a strange addictive quality to the possibilities of traveling around the world and engaging with people that are ready to play in this sort of radical (is it really though?) way. Though of course, I tend to feel more like a bystander than any sort of instigator/contributor in these conversations. Perhaps over time that will change.