Archive for October, 2005

G?d

Christy Lee-Engel last evening wrote me a response to yesterday’s separated couplet about G-d.

Christy has intrigued me by writing G!d, and another form. The exclamation point is good, but I think now not as good as the hyphen. The hyphen seems wider to me for the moment, opens more space. The exclamation is good for times I feel like flying, and so I like it. A lot. She also uses G*d: now that also is a flying thing, more open than the exclamation point. So, Christy, what do you see in these ways of writing? I suspect you will open us all up.

Which leads me to ask about G@d, G#d, G$d, G%d, G^d, G&d, G()d (I kinda like the hugs!), G+d, G=d, and perhaps with an interobang (! and ? in one character). What do we see, how can we see bigger? How about G?d? Or G<>d, or G|d? Let us look bigger.

:-Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 6th, 2005 | 3 Comments »

Do you mean G-d?

Do you mean G-d?

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 5th, 2005 | 2 Comments »

Footprints in the Wind sm # 608

Footprints in the Windsm # 608

There is a gem among the grasses
and another! and look! there!
not every blade flashes
first this, then that, then one in the shadows
–from their bases they glint–
not every moment does every blade wink
yet all are touched by the dew
and may.


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God means you.

God means you.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 5th, 2005 | No Comments »

Klutziness

Original sin might be the human tendency to klutziness. Which is another way of saying to surprise. It may actually be reason to celebrate. G-d has given us the ability to voluntarily and involuntarily slip off the path we or others have set. When we are paying some attention we can discover and create, redeem and make ever more whole.

Broken people leaking out good, blind artists making creation beautiful and then seeing.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 5th, 2005 | No Comments »

Get the intermediaries away

Get the intermediaries away from between
G-d and me!
Let me move into the between and
feel your breath!
Humans, images, thoughts–all! Away!
I wait. I stand. I breathe.
And where do you meet me? Exactly here.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 4th, 2005 | No Comments »

Hearing born again anew

This morning I heard the Johannine born again in a new way. Of water and Spirit speaks to me of the wind of G-d moving across the face of the deep in Genesis verse 2. This primal meeting is what brings forth persons and worlds, and so we are invited to meet again, from the beginningness of time, the breath. Breath in the middle eastern cultures is the way we know someone–we get close enough to feel their breath: this is meeting. G-d’s breath, G-d’s very essence, Spirit, is known in such meetings. Meeting by its nature is not held in the hand but touches it. We must continually renew our touching and being touched, our exchanging of breaths. In this way we give life to one another. G-d gives breath and life to us, yes, somehow we give breath and life to G-d. We affect each other. We are changed by the meeting, we are born, our persons, our essences are formed and transformed, by meeting. So being born again is a continual process, a forever turning again to meet, to touch, each other. We cannot hold, we can only continue. We can only do, we can only love. I hear a call, a knocking, to open, to meet, to touch, to love. Our faces move near to each other, near enough to feel the breath.

Be born again–meet and in that meeting be brought forth a new person. Dare to die to whomever you were, for whom you were dreamed in the first dream, the first breath, is larger still. Shed the cocoon, struggle out with wings wet and meet. Meet G-d in your breath.

Lord, I am seeing that meeting you is the essential thing. Those who think they own others and can control how they meet you miss the essential quality of the meeting: breath to breath.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 4th, 2005 | No Comments »

An occasion

The Bible needs to be, for me,
an occasion for meeting G-d today.
How am I touched, how do I touch?

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 4th, 2005 | No Comments »

Again

Robin Williams is free to act crazy
So was Cole Porter and think of David
dancing naked in the streets
I too once turned head over heels for my love
We long for and envy the freedom
these people live so large
yet we are frightened to death of it
so we hide in our paycheck lives
maybe someday we will break free
again

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 3rd, 2005 | No Comments »

Today’s strategic questions?

What are the strategic questions we need to be asking now?

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 2nd, 2005 | No Comments »

Your plow standing idle

G-d will not ask you
why your plow stood idle in the field
G-d will grieve
that you–and G-d–were unfulfilled
and the world is less than it could have been
–much less
how will you console those tears?

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 2nd, 2005 | No Comments »

Faith based solely on dependence

Faith based solely on dependence
is not faith
but using G-d as a tool
or self as no self;
it is fraud
and lying to G-d.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 2nd, 2005 | No Comments »

G-d is to be discovered…

G-d is to be discovered:
Explore! Explore! Explore!

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 1st, 2005 | No Comments »

Where do Fowler and Buber meet?

To my good friends–

About Fowler’s Stages of Faith: wondering if indeed these could more efficiently and accurately be understood or comprehended as stages of relationship. Where do Buber and Fowler meet? 1. Family that simply is, primal others, no differentiation. 2. Those like us, the start of separation, the forming of It. 3. Groups within which I operate, a collective of Its. 4. Self chosen norms and insights, or rejected ones, groups which cohere to that, feed that, a full It-ness. 5. Ideas and symbols rejoined, mystery, re-enchantment, touching other groups, the beginnings of Thou-ness. 6. Love become oneness, identification with the species, love of being, Thou experienced as united with one’s self. 7. (ddg addition from current thinking:) Service, love in action, love lived, seeing the other as one to meet, to interact with, to turn to, to change me. I like that. It is important in the growth of my understanding and growth.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 1st, 2005 | No Comments »

I am a mystery to myself

I am a mystery to myself and to others. Others are a mystery to me. We are each mysteries that grow as we grow. We are rays of the eternal and efinite mystery–the enigma that is out of time, out of limits, beyond bounds. (Looks like efinite is a word I had to find–or that found me–and not many have used it, if any. It simply needed to be: out of the limited.)

This fits with the wind that I am, too. Wind is always a mystery. We do not know where it comes from or where it goes, or whom it will choose to embrace and caress–but we know it will touch us all. The mysterious wind. Not a title to hold, for we cannot hold a mystery. Simply a descriptive.

Mystery: we cannot have life all figured out. I would not want to: how boring! Meet it new each day. See what wonders are brought forth continually for us. Mystery, my friend. Another name for G-d. O G-d of a thousand names, none of which name you, none of which delimit you, all of which inform us and expand our understanding of you! When shall we begin to touch you? What life we could have! Engage! Meet! Sacrifice–self, which means to today’s humans, sacrifice your plans, control, best thoughts–and see what more comes up for you.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 1st, 2005 | No Comments »

Your joy is so large!

O Lord your joy is so large!
And I–unlimited–too small to contain it!

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 1st, 2005 | No Comments »

We cannot live all our day in mystery

We cannot live all our day in mystery
we must cut off a piece
and make it into a tool, or food, or work
we must try to define and limit ourselves
to manipulate our lives
else our minds would break, and we
would…what? Seep out?
But always remember what we said at the start–
cut off a piece.

:- Doug.

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Footprints in the Wind sm # 607

Footprints in the Windsm # 607

Lines of relation
rays of the eternal, efinite Thou
mystery abounds
we cannot know ourselves
we cannot hold another
the between has infinite rays and strands
each eternally flowing to a center about us
each interacting with each, creating, being created
touching, expanding in all directions
faster than eye or mind can catch
the all there is knocking, asking
“will you come out to play?”


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Birth in questions

Birth is in questions
death in answers
What does it mean that my life
is questions?
How much larger is life, that Thou
are question?

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 1st, 2005 | No Comments »

Be my mystery

Be my mystery
Be my lovely mystery
Shh: Seek not for words
It is too precious to hold

:- Doug.

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I am mystery

I am mystery
Is not the world and each one in it mystery?
Can I allow myself an enigma to be?
Can I enjoy being my mystery, pointing
others to the savory strangeness about us,
unanswerable questions when we want clarity, simplicity?
I must, for the strangeness addresses each of us
by name.

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on October 1st, 2005 | No Comments »
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