Conscious self
Conscious self
Conscious holy
:- Doug.
Conscious self
Conscious holy
:- Doug.
Something shifts
Something opens
Holy?
:- Doug.
Why do we want clarity?
Clarity may not be necessary
We don’t even have to trust process
Something shifts
Open for shifting
:- Doug.
What we we understand we did not earlier?
:- Doug.
In youth the body powers ascendant
In middling they are put to use by mind
In maturity a fuller understanding of humanness
:- Doug.
Holy is moving out, touching one another, momentarily heroic.
:- Doug.
I work for nice people. Nice people are caring. That’s why I get to call myself an elder caring attorney.
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 1680
These are the days
That must happen to you
You will leave your best untold
You will love but not enough
You will have tears too many
A sparkling night before you go
A ray of perfect light
And your prophecy you might at last make true
Please pass it on.
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There is only one race—the human race. We are a box of crayons with many colors and shades to make the picture whole.
:- Doug.
I help people get on Medicaid, even when you think they may not qualify.
:- Doug.
Friend, into your holy entangling spinning!
:- Doug.
It is true for me, the more insights I get, the more tongue-tied. This signals me to find a thread to give another, one thread here, another there, for us all to find our way there.
:- Doug.
A human enterprise cutting itself off from interactions with the outside world is what we call dying.
:- Doug.
We’re all living sheltered lives.
:- Doug.
What are you doing for the world? For these grandchildren? For this spot of earth? Me: I’m asking opening questions.
:- Doug.
What is your specialness?
:- Doug.
A flower on Valentine’s Day
A way of saying you are, I am
Special—heroic
:- Doug.
Clouds against the deep blue
This shape, now that, dissipating
Over generations like humans
:- Doug.
This is how the world comes to me, in little holograms, glimpses of the grand sweeps, and not one lengthy tome dissolving all.
:- Doug.
Checking the time I am not so much asking When am I in relation to my day as Who am I in relation to others?
:- Doug.
The more I discover
The less I can say
This leaves out that
So complex and tangled!
Only: Here is a thread, take this
:- Doug.
Creative deviant
The artist, prophet, poet
And I
:- Doug.
The task of elders is to offer a gift.
:- Doug.