Archive for June, 2011

three coins

three coins
same worth:
grief & amazement
empty-making & whole-making
surrender & becoming generosity

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 11th, 2011 | No Comments »

Footprints in the Windsm # 1161–To my grandson

Footprints in the Windsm # 1161

My grandson
There is work for you to do
A large something
Hidden in your heart
Do it whether you are paid or not
For spirit—yours and all—depends upon it


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Go away, Holy Spirit

Go away Holy Spirit
if you would fill us
we cannot be filled
full as we are
empty us of our holy thoughts
make us
wholly empty
of what we think is right
& to holy humanity
to whole holiness
open us

:- Doug.

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emptying the pond

We empty the pond not
to fill it anew but
to dig it deeper, wider, to
open it to the
oceans

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 11th, 2011 | No Comments »

playmates

Emptiness & Wholeness
Are not opposites
But playmates

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 10th, 2011 | No Comments »

of the hum

We humans
—Are of the humus
Composed of the decomposing
—Are of the hum
Composed of work and music

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 10th, 2011 | No Comments »

Green leaves

Green leaves
Pillow the branches
Last I looked were bare!

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 10th, 2011 | No Comments »

Look for action, movement

Look for action, look for movement: here we can dive from a high cliff into deep waters.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 10th, 2011 | No Comments »

empty wallet gifts

From my empty wallet there is naught to give. So I offer you wrinkled ear and fragment of poem, cool water and a well still and deep.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 10th, 2011 | No Comments »

To seek contexts in which to open

I promise to seek contexts in which I can open up in a way that is meaningful to the others nearby, not to force my point of view but to impart my self, to surrender up my self, to be generous.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 9th, 2011 | No Comments »

Generosity generates, brings forth.

Generosity generates, brings forth.

:- Doug.

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Surrender and generosity

Surrender and generosity are the same being, just in different garb. To be generous, we need to give of our substance and essence, what we cannot afford. This is the definition of surrender. So our task in life is to give all of ourselves to the point where we receive all of ourselves. We cannot learn who we are save by giving up our clinging to who we thought we were. We are born in the interchange. If we stay a tight ball we stay small. Open and be large.

In my own life I see the need of sharing my soul work with those nearby on the path. Not to teach or recruit. To “impart as much as you can of your spiritual being” (Schweitzer).

:- Doug.

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Surrender

Surrender
the side of the moon we see
the side we don’t—generosity

:- Doug.

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Paying for what we cannot buy

We can pay for something
we cannot buy
that man could have become mayor
if he’d been willing to relinquish his anger

:- Doug.

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All about conversations that cook

All about Conversations that Cook: We simply throw folks into a cauldron. They sizzle and they bubble and they boil. They come out savory: engaged and creative and getting things done—because that’s who went in.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 8th, 2011 | No Comments »

Footprints in the Windsm # 1160–The purpose of gathering is to see the beauty

Footprints in the Windsm # 1160

The purpose of gathering is to see the beauty and set it free.


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my unknowing must trouble me

Friend, my unknowing must trouble me. Just now I wanted to pray for clarity of sight, and yet this we are continually denied. Maybe it is best, for then we can create the sight, the vision, and that is exactly what we need at that instant. Instantaneous vision, momentary sight.

To see the whole picture clearly means to stand outside time and see how time fits with space. For that we have only glimpses and imagination, and it is up to us, to the extent it concerns us, to create that junction and the place and time toward which it is moving.

:- Doug.

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After you have transcended/How do your feet smell?

After you have transcended
How do your feet smell?
Can we know from this side?
Some transcendences come slowly
Some in great leaps over only
A generation or two—with a lot of
Sweat and blood
And unknowing
Ours a responsibility for
Creating the sight and the nature
Precisely how and when we need it

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 8th, 2011 | No Comments »

I am Mr Juicy Meetings.

I am Mr Juicy Meetings.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 7th, 2011 | No Comments »

There once was a couple….

Once there was a couple who sought to make their Wills. They thought about their children’s loves and skills and difficulties. They thought about their house of worship. They thought about all the things they did in the world: work and play, service that was for them enlivening, things they wanted to see happen for their grandchildren’s grandchildren and for the world. Then they wrote and wrote and wrote. Love letters. About dreams and making whole. They forgot about making “Wills,” they no longer wanted to dump things, but to put their lives whole to work. Only the lawyer called their dream letters Wills.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 7th, 2011 | No Comments »

What is the music we are?

What is the music we are?
Our poems write themselves out of that
Our dances come from there
Notes that reverberate out of our gut
Rather than in our ears
And jangle our hands and feet
This piper is inside us all

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 7th, 2011 | No Comments »

You maple leaves are dancing

You maple leaves are dancing
the sky loves the green of your dress
—and laughs

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 7th, 2011 | No Comments »

Thieves: How do you steal

Thieves: How do you steal
Away?
By giving me your litter
You steal from me—my energy
To pick it up
My time
Where is
Away?
If giving can be stealing
Can giving away feed us?
Must pay always come
From the ones served?

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on June 6th, 2011 | No Comments »
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