Sit next
Sit next to the presence. Bring your whole, true self. All that’s needed is provided.
:- Doug.
Archive for May 27th, 2011
We too are unbounded
We too are unbounded, our edges are leaky. We do not stop at our skins, if we simply would look at what’s in front of us.
We swim in a common sea, our words bring harvests of good and harvests of pain. Our breath comes from the plants and returns to them. Our eyes sometimes see the colors that enrich us. The breezes blow between and among us, and the tears of peoples far off start our eyes watering. We read and we write and our words reach out around the globe and through the ages. Where and when do we stop and others begin?
:- Doug.
What the wandering dervish offered
A wandering dervish goes in love, with his or her presence asks provisions, exchanging therefor blessings of generosity and conversing, a glimpse into unbounded time-space.
:- Doug.
