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Footprints in the Wind^sm # 912

What is my life about? There is a phrase in the Duino Elegies which calls to me: “But what is blowing like a breeze, listen to that, / the uninterrupted message forming itself out of stillness.” It is that message forming itself, the stillness that is G*d, all about us, out of which mist we walk, forming ourselves as we live, forming our lives as we live them, that I want to touch, to live, to simply live. Flowing, uninterrupted, it is. I am. I AM. All related, all part of the mist, the stillness, the is there. My life is about forming my life. My message is about forming my message. My work is about forming our life. It is all about us, forming, forming, out of the mist.

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All ordinary people
Have capacity to be extraordinary
Acting together

:- Doug.

People are turtles
Turtles all the way down
Preferring to hide in their
Individual shells

:- Doug.

G*d is for me the mist in mystery
out of which we
form
unform
re-form
inform

:- Doug.

What does it mean to be
fully human in a group?
Can it mean you take in
a piece of these people to yourself?
Give of yourself
even without return?
Without acknowledgment?
Without their tears?
Can it mean there is more
to you beyond your skin?
And then the words explode—
beyond among around expand
create birth larger larger expend
more
and here—a diverse inclusive
circle?

:- Doug.

People are not whom they are
Shadows only of the more
Hiding from our above and beyond
None reaching if clutching each other
Would we but gather friends around
We, we can yet be whom we are

:- Doug.