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Crouching Cat,
Hidden Leopard
My name is Jane. Perhaps you think you know me. In the 1930’s I swung on long vines from tree to tree, clinging rapturously to that hero of the jungle, Tarzan. But I don’t cling to any man no more. And the jungle has changed. It is now glossy boardroom tables and the cut-throat world of corporate finance. You know, the places where decisions are made that shape the world. |
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You thought I was a pussycat, but I am a leopard to your lion. Unlike you, I don’t go for the jugular and climb to the top over dead bodies. I seem to play by your rules, but in fact I am trying to change them. Do you notice how limiting your rules are? How only certain outcomes are possible? To you I might be chasing butterflies, getting no where. But as I try to transform my own perception, to discern new ways of being together, the world shifts and even you begin to perceive differently. I am a change agent. The joker in the pack. See my smile. And smile with me.
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