World of laughter
In a world of spirit
no laughter
is ever wasted
:- Doug.
In a world of spirit
no laughter
is ever wasted
:- Doug.
Spiritual events are not pre-defined, but rather create spirit as we go. Spirit is more operation, verb, than thing or noun. The wind blows; the wind is the blowing.
:- Doug.
Together
God and we
Together
:- Doug.
Why put on all these years if not to some purpose?
:- Doug.
I am paid to bring discontinuity.
:- Doug.
Is our job to see or to enact, even to shake up?
:- Doug.
The leaves on the tree
flashing with the breeze
expressions of divinity
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 1799
Footprints in the Windsm # 1799
The great and precious intimate gifts cosmos offers us are Mysteries: Why are we here? Who am I? What is life’s meaning? What can we know? What shall we live? Where might we go? Why are we many?
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What is forbidden to the holy?
:- Doug.
So, a gathering of mysteries and intimacies.
:- Doug.
Elders are at the everlasting middle of the journey—far enough beyond initial beginning to see possibilities ahead.
:- Doug.
Give the grandchildren your commitment for what you will do For the Grandchildren: e.g. continual study, enlisting others in the conversation: make these things small enough you will do it; radical enough to stir the blood; then go home and edit it—make it sharper, truer.
:- Doug.
I do not expect to resolve this. What I might be able to do is to give myself direction for the next few years, weeks, or glimpses.
:- Doug.
As I was contemplating, I saw there are many silences, many beings, many holies, many intimacies. What is going on is the one pull to intimacy, as well as the opposing push to conflict. Maybe there are strange attactors, one of which is to create what did not exist.
:- Doug.
Our task is to face the grandchildren. Then to meet them. How and where to meet them is our mutual issue. We have common ground to seek.
:- Doug.
What do we have to give the grandchildren? One response is we have our intimacy; that flows both ways. They can speak to us and change how we face them.
:- Doug.
We are a gathering
of the intimacies
:- Doug.
Many fires
many stories
many intimacies
:- Doug.
“ism” means “thing to be attacked.”
:- Doug.
There will come a time when you have an inkling you are now becoming an elder. Ask yourself from time to time if this applies to you. Then perhaps what I have to say to you will strike a chord deep in you and among you.
:- Doug.
Write a letter to your grandchild to be read when she is 50.
:- Doug.
Your can-play-dom be participated in to its very non-edges.
:- Doug.
Granddaughter. 300 years. Poking me in the chest. Across the campfire. With unvoiced questions.
:- Doug.