What’s the word?
Still want the word for the image: the water turning over in the boiling pot; the clouds getting larger in the face of the wind; the smoke rolling out of the fire.
:- Doug.
Archive for June 3rd, 2015
why there are so many of us
We are moving along. Moving life along towards life. Some days we move it the wrong direction. But that’s why there are so many of us: to see the better directions and speak.
:- Doug.
soft, gentle, small
These days I want soft, gentle, small, humble, human. So clouds blending into one another gathers-in my heart. Everything is sacred. All making better starts with a small group of friends, and the second friend is as important as the first.
:- Doug.
