If we choose =
If we choose = if we notice.
:- Doug.
If we choose = if we notice.
:- Doug.
Living and loving while dying, crying, and confused
Don’t we all work in profound times
If we choose?
:- Doug.
Facing fire?
Become flame
:- Doug.
Don’t love your neighbor
Engage your neighbor
Go say Hello
:- Doug.
Touch something already resident in my heart.
:- Doug.
Are we community
or are we doing to
them?
:- Doug.
Can’t afford it is roughly equivalent to Don’t have the time. Both are statements of priorities. There is time, there is money: we choose.
:- Doug.
A flash here
a fading there
are you the same?
are you one?
O firefly! O me!
:- Doug.
There are things foundational
which reason alone
cannot open for us
:- Doug.
In an hour each of us
has a hundred thoughts
perhaps a thousand
remarkable!
attendable!
:- Doug.
The words come new every day
same story
larger story
:- Doug.
The profound times
of our lives together
this is where I work
back and forth we pass
our wisdom, poetry, and love
staying lively in the nursing home
living our dying
those who will cry
sharing laughter
in these nows
facing quick arising crises
trying to hang on
to our humanity
times of healing with one another
when there will be no curing
these are our work and times
together
:- Doug.
Become aware of what you’re doing. Become aware of what the universe around you is doing. This is meditation/contemplation.
:- Doug.
Do we put a leash on G, only allowing G to go so far?
:- Doug.
William James wrote “At bottom, the whole concern of religion is with the manner of our acceptance of the universe.”
Acceptance. Can we accept G? G comes to us in the form of the universe, from 2 x 4s to people to weather to planets to black holes to the vanishingly small to probabilities instead of certainties. Can we accept? Do we need certainty? Even though we yearn for it? Is there good in freedom? Can we accept our own freedom? Can we accept the foaming frothing sea of freedom of G?
:- Doug.
G our uni-ty
our uni-verse
:- Doug.
Perhaps we can see ourselves
one to another
umbilical cords
:- Doug.
Leaf-shadows playing
with sunlight on window sill
here I find my home
:- Doug.
Pretty
Little
Ditty
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 1531
Fear the enemy
Love the commonality
Hiding the tactic
Saying who we are the armor
Gathering of brokenness the strength
Conversing the easy courage
How we live our dying the common ground
Fights the halfway up the mountain
Leaving them inconsequential behind the way
Those who care the family
We all want to arrive here: together
Please pass it on.
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Ill fitting language stretches us.
:- Doug.
Hint more
Say less
Give the hearer space
:- Doug.
A rhythm, a tune, a silence whole
The system entire
Harmonize, O man, O woman!
:- Doug.