The arrow points up.
The arrow points up—not down to ever smaller particles, but up to the organizing loving force. The arrow points up.
:- Doug.
The arrow points up—not down to ever smaller particles, but up to the organizing loving force. The arrow points up.
:- Doug.
If we shaped this world
After our own collective heart
What might we do!
:- Doug.
I do not expect that when I pray there is someone out there who will jump to action and change the future to suit me. Instead, I see there is someone out there who will jump to the action of loving me. That is all I can ask, and that is all there is to be given: This is the all, the being, the love. The giving is the giving of all: God.
:- Doug.
Everything in the all has other ideas, other notions of equal value to our own. So we do not control, by our own hand nor by pulling on the puppet strings of God’s, the actions of the world. But we can share with one another, let loose of the suffering, let loose of our separations, and then see that everything works together for good for love.
One life, one being, one love.
:- Doug.