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Footprints in the Wind^sm # 1018

White and deep they grow
Falling on my yard these flakes
Of Lake Michigan

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Life is not the building block of the universe; life is the universe. Out of this life unfolds all.

:- Doug.

Life is not of another dimension; after all, it shows up here. It possesses other dimensions. This gives it attributes hard for us to define, although we can perhaps have intimations of some of them.

:- Doug.

What is the work that makes you feel most whole? That you would like to bring to the world?

:- Doug.

Life is sentient. Sentience seeks sentience. Life seeks to interact, to touch and be touched. Therefore, conversation is central, unavoidable.

:- Doug.

It is not a question of whether there is life in all things and beneath all things but of what degree in a particular thing.

:- Doug.

What if it were life itself that is the stuff of the whole? Life indivisible, whole? The holomovement has meaning, the personal qualities are full of meaning, movement is too.

:- Doug.

From mineral to vegetable, animal, thought and the more ephemeral experiences of the world’s inhabitants we can find each a part of the plenum. I don’t care if you made it up or it tapped you on the shoulder—it is equally real, equally unfolding, equally part of us. So too these words.

Everything and all are part of this whole. The whole in motion it is that underlies all reality, is the basic stuff. There is no breaking it down. What looks like separate particles are bumps on the field. What is surprising to our accustomed way of thinking is that this whole movement includes the physical and non physical and metaphysical.

Put this all together and you have a world made up of rocks and stories, interplaying with each other, foaming up out of their common foundation that holds them all in continual motion at varying rhythms, conversing.

E motus unum pluribus.

:- Doug.

There is no solid ground beneath our feet
All is ever flowing
What we can count upon is this very flowing
Flowering

And we flow in
And we flow out
Flowering and lighting the world
As we flow

We are not separate
We are one
Flow

:- Doug.

Movement is the basic stuff of the world. Folding and unfolding, not of things, but things come from the enfolding and unfolding, from meeting. Conversing is essential, it is ground. It is not mere tool, but the very stuff.

:- Doug.