Archive for August 19th, 2006

I breathe in deeply

A freshening breeze through my window
White spots tap tap tap on the pond’s surface
So quickly I cannot count them only marvel
I breathe in deeply
A freshening breeze through my window

And the leaves dance and the leaves dance
With the tips of the branches

Two turtles, heads erect, lie on the pond’s edge
What are they doing?

A freshening breeze through my window
I turn to see
The swing is swinging with this breeze
What question is asked of me?

:- Doug.

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Artists every one

Every person can become an artist.

:- Doug.

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Write some every day

Write some every day from your heart
Speak some every day from your heart
Poiein some every day from your heart

:- Doug.

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If we share our raw heart

If we share our raw heart
Describe in unrehearsed words our pain
If another hears us
In his or her core
We see more clearly then
—is our heart a necessary part of clear sight?—
Imagination is stirred
And with it its twin, Hope

:- Doug.

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comes up out

To my good friends–

My vision is to rip and the rainbow light comes up out of persons, not in to them. I recognize that Jesus says See I knock that you let me into your heart (and that may be the calling of others, I am not given to know): I hear that as metaphor for See, I am already in you, you and I are one as the father and I are one, I am in you, recognize me. Jesus taps lightly and does not beat in the door.

:- Doug.

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Footprints in the Wind sm # 694

Footprints in the Windsm # 694

Every conversation transforms: the straight towards using and tasting; the crooked towards living
Be alert
For your desire to know life grasp
For twists turns shadings quantum leaps surprises small poke-holes shy vitality
When we are our true work there is always metamorphosis


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