land of cows
It is the land of cows and bees.
:- Doug.
Sinuous, my eyes reach out, attaching eye-siphon hoses to
The pond over there past those trees
Pulling into my essence its tranquility
:- Doug.
eye-siphon
same names for me
More people know my name than whose names I know
Always have
Some even use the same names for me I do
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 2529–in here calling
Footprints in the Windsm # 2529
My word-caller-upper is impish; that does not mean I am not in here calling!
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Speak adverbially
When you two are wrestling, when you two are hugging, there exists no between of you, there exists no space for new, surprises, unexpected, unprogrammed, unpredicted, lively. Wrestling and hugging might stimulate these. Wrestling and hugging benefit from a step apart to create the between. Between and together relate to one another. The more between of us, the more lively and all these adverbs. Generations speak adverbially!
:- Doug.
trying to say
It’s not that I was trying to say something, but I was searching for something that needed to be said.
:- Doug.
don’t have to prove anything
I don’t have to prove anything
Just say it
Others will probe it with me
:- Doug.
in relation made
Life is about survival and propagation. But that prevails only for brief periods. Step thro’ those quickly. Leave the hard shells (thunka-thunka) behind to enter the vulnerable memory-making, relation-making, story-making, conversation-making, person-making state. Persons are in relation made. So persons contain multitudes; in this very way, persons are rich. I hear the old ones saying, Give up speed, savor complexity.
:- Doug.
Those images still singing
Memory, and some kin of it larger, resides in the place, and the trees, rocks, and generations of skittering little animals of the place. When they are chopped down, dug out, killed or their habitat destroyed to make a cornfield for your invading culture; when the face of the sacred mountain is carved into the faces of your country’s heroes; indigenous lifeways are severed from whole peoples. But the peoples, their old ones, still carry vivid images, those images still singing.
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 2528–There are patterns
Footprints in the Windsm # 2528
There are patterns
In the seasons, in the things we do culturally,
Legally.
Tax returns sprout in spring. I rush in autumn to get the grass mowed & water hoses put away.
People seek mates around twenties, seek grandchildren around sixties, seek patterns in all this around seventies.
Sunrise, sunset comes the song.
Flow of Spirit in Meeting—settling, speaking, restlessness, Potluck days.
Shapes of clouds.
Spaghetti Bowl in Chicago.
Peace testimony of Quakers; war testimony of others.
All attest to our need for: Making meaning; making patterns.
Please pass it on.
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Winter of life?
Did you think you were in the winter of your life?What told you so? Your culture? Something you read once? Was that from your culture too?
:- Doug.
Another contour
There is another contour to the land and the skyscape fit to it above: The longing of the persons here, the longing of the life of the cloud formations, and the longing of together. Longing: itch, inherent invitation, calling, gravity, weight, worth, rich.
:- Doug.
Related by conversation
There are those to whom we are related by conversation
There are those who have interlocking relations—and that’s most of us.
:- Doug.
Rich are the schemes
Rich are the patterns around us, the schemes and musics we live within
These go away, return
Turn a new direction,
Turn us a new direction, the wind blowing from where to where, and whom, it will
No explanation forthcoming
:- Doug.
Acts of citizenship?
What will be your, no our, acts of citizenship in this large and growing civilization?
:- Doug.
Courtesy for these arts
Let us develop our courtesy for the art we need to work on, let us be respectful of the artistry of it, and this the art of living. That dear lasses and lads includes a generous scoop of conversation.
:- Doug.
What our work does not do
Our work as elders, whatever that might turn out to be, will be as important for what it does not do as what it does.
:- Doug.
death life seed soil
What is the death of life, the death of this generation of life? What is the good seed to retain, what the good soil?
:- Doug.
Conversations life and death
Should our conversation with our elders and our next be wrestling? Life and death?
:- Doug.
