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Footprints in the Windsm # 879

Footprints in the Windsm # 879

What is life about? Ahh! It is simply loving—loving the incompleteness into wholeness. Loving toward wholeness, toward engagement, toward passion. Loving the developing, the trying, the effort. There is no do, only try (sorry, Yoda, you had it backwards).


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to strangers!

Talk to strangers!

:- Doug.

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then becomes possible a turning

Meet those on the margins: there are so many of us and so hungry to be met that the unimaginable is possible and even likely!

Therefore, if we, or even I, start meeting those on the margins, then becomes possible a turning.

:- Doug.

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emerging something huge

In meeting I am giving up my little notions of self into a larger soup, a bubbling roiling cauldron of creating and birthing persons. So it is not giving up any real thing, and it is meeting and emerging something huge—persons, us, world. Thus: Meet often: more become.

:- Doug.

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When the next to last person on earth dies…

We are doing work when we converse—the work of making each other, us, and our environment.

We are constituting in languaging, continuously becoming, forging, growing, manipulating, creating. We are creating each other and us and that is our prime environment. If we have to leave this planet and find another and take a pledge to treat the new one better, it is the us who is the constant, the between. And when the next to last person on earth dies, so does the last.

:- Doug.

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Until we open

We cannot be, we cannot be received, until we open.

:- Doug.

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