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We may find a renewed sense of direction in elder years.

:- Doug.

Our conversation now becomes with life itself, the cosmos, the generations. Into that we best go hand in hand.

:- Doug.

Are there frontiers in aging? Adventure?

:- Doug.

You have something to offer the world—subtle, artful, nuanced, shy, and vulnerable.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2479

Beware: the unwise invades you too.

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Let’s tend to eschew the sage or elder labels, if for no better reason than they are static nouns. For a similar reason we might avoid stage in favor of state: one is a ratchet term, the other a flow of variable possibilities.

:- Doug.

Not free of God, but leaving God all freedoms of possibilities.

:- Doug.

A web is a chance to find many elders and to grow one another.

:- Doug.

Am I writing of spirit?

:- Doug.

A quilt we make and are, in this state.

:- Doug.

This is not a therapy room you visit once a week, but a way of life you enter. You help each other find fascinating and even horrific things about. It’s better to enter together.

:- Doug.

0.9 X you, X me =
not mere lace,
not mere leather

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2478

You have only to search
           Your own body
For what is given you
           An arm a leg a heartbeat
Given by your friend
           A freshening
Of innocence

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What kind of beings choose the saints we have?

:- Doug.

Maybe we start or end a meeting talking babble with one another—Bobbledy-boop! Remember Lee Glickstein’s gibberish eightieth birthday song?

:- Doug.

There is no worry that we get namby-pamby boring as long as we keep the sharp pointed curiosity—pointed toward larger loving.

:- Doug.

You can share your you-ness. I can share my I-ness. It might make a difference.

:- Doug.

Put something in my hands please.

:- Doug.

It’s not about listening but hearing—not about looking but seeing—not about being open but allowing ourselves to be immersed in a world larger and more engaging than you thought. Ultimately this world will take all of you. Because that’s what it gave you. And still gives you.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2477

The steam from our hot chocolates mingles
We become real for the first time
—And it is together

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Who is hot chocolate for? You and me and beyond; the eleventh generation and beyond; whatever is larger than the universe and beyond. What’s common here? Beyond. Living. Making for larger.

:- Doug.

In today’s world, to say “spiritual” cheapens.

:- Doug.

Write a letter to the person with whom you are about to converse.

:- Doug.