to see others as our co-conspirators
We have two choices—to see others as competitors, other, enemy—and to see others as co-conspirators in it with us.
:- Doug.

We have two choices—to see others as competitors, other, enemy—and to see others as co-conspirators in it with us.
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 1065
This gusher in the Gulf of Mexico is a good thing for the human race. It is showing us how we can foul our own nest. It is getting us thinking and conversing about what we should and should not be doing. It might even get us talking about our addiction to oil as a root cause—an addiction that like all addictions can make us inhuman, inhumane, and harmful to all around us.
The risk is that when we get past the emergency stage we just go back to our old ways, thinking that our magic technology has saved us again. The damage we are doing seems to be growing. Exxon Valdez and now this. Small nuclear accidents and then Chernobyl. We are getting better at technology and so our ability to create bigger and bigger harm to each other and our home grows by the day. We must talk each other into right ways.
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I want to serve you Lord to the top of my abilities. That might mean I have to invent new methods.
:- Doug.
All my children have a place at my table—all. I invite my body, my sexuality, my spirituality, my spontaneity, my loving, my hating, my fearing, my divinity, my demonic all to commune with me, to be part of the whole me. All.
:- Doug.
Invite to blood, friendship, tears, prayer, toil, fidelity, sweat, affection, whole-making back-breaking work among those whose voices are unheard, whose faces are unseen.
:- Doug.
G*d is beyond larger than me
Beyond spread wider
Beyond among all things
Beyond
:- Doug.
A goal is a
Pale concoction
Trying to stand
In the place of an
Obsession
:- Doug.
Can we see this person’s poverty?
Maybe we can
If we know it is his or her
That of God within
Shining
:- Doug.
“Go to the limits of your
longing”
says Rilke
What are the limits of my longing?
“I am the silence
not grasped by the mind”
says Thunder, Perfect Mind
What is the silence my mind cannot grasp?
Does longing have any limits? Can it? And yet…it is our far longing to which we pay not enough attention, the thing we most deeply want and most deeply cover over.
Can silence ever be grasped by mind? Mind knows no silence. Mind fears silence because it cannot grasp it. Grasping suggests limits and silence is boundless.
So the limits of my longing are in this silence ungrasped and ungraspable. There is something boundless in me, in us, in together, and this is of God.
:- Doug.
Let your roots, spread wide, nourish you. Let your community feed you. Feed your community.
:- Doug.
I am setting wildfires here and here and here, wildfires of Aha, we can! This is my work.
:- Doug.
As if in a dream we get stuck in getting stuck. We need to run and yet we feel we our feet mud-stuck we stumble we fall. We do plod stumble and fall: this is the way of life. When we look back we see in fact we were running. Keep on.
:- Doug.
My tools are specific. They go deeper and more precisely into persons than the brain and even than the heart: to a place among and beyond (poetry, wholemaking). These tools are easily identifiable, democratically usable, freely available, the tools of the human beast. Life is both particle and wave: the work then is to remind people. In this culture, where we think particle almost exclusively, we need to be reminded of our wave nature.
:- Doug.
Use the tools of sound light vibration wave—story question paradox richness aha wildfire.
:- Doug.
Try paradox: marry the opposites; show us our richness; see the complements that birth life.
:- Doug.
I’m delving deeply into the human—deeper than the head, a cone that points deeper than the heart, deeper larger to our most expressive, to tears and flowers, shared.
:- Doug.
I need to run
Yet all I can
Is plod, stumble, fall
This is dreaming
Real life
Feels like plodding
We do stumble and fall
Thus we progress
Thus we run
:- Doug.
Pray what you want for today; pray what you want for the people of God for eternity. A prayer for us all.
:- Doug.