Blowing through the tree
G*d is blowing through the tree in the distance—
it raises its many hands, flashing white
then I realize the same wind is blowing around me
:- Doug.
G*d is blowing through the tree in the distance—
it raises its many hands, flashing white
then I realize the same wind is blowing around me
:- Doug.
Will the world pay me for being of use? is asking the wrong question. Can I take what the world dishes out? is closer. Take—but perhaps not in? Find my own nourishment while nourishing?
:- Doug.
Not doing is also doing: letting images flow through you.
:- Doug.
Be of use to the world G*d so loves.
:- Doug.