This letter, this letter
This letter, this letter—so daily—closed to me
Open and plain to thee my life, my life
Who still loves me unaccountably
:- Doug.
Archive for July 25th, 2011
The works of aging
Meaning, identity, loss, transcendence, despair, laughter, tears, undone, undoing, teaching, spirit, leaving, review, learning: these are some of the works of aging.
Here is hope in dying. The specific hope will of course be different for each of us and each group of us. Yet the dying helps us go on. We are deeply enlivened by what we learn from those who are dying. Other beasts and even vegetation recycle physically into food for lives great and small who come later; perhaps we humans can cycle our spirits’ best to others of our species. Death can be a growth of spirit. But we must attend.
:- Doug.
God is irrelevant
God is irrelevant
To G*d
Whatever our thoughts
The Really Real
Loves us & all
:- Doug.
Done the impossible!
After years of toil and worry we have finally done the impossible: we have changed something from black to white: our hair!
:- Doug.
