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The prophets of old sometimes speak as if specific words were placed upon their tongues; but at times they may be speaking metaphorically. For me, I feel a call to bring a message. The exact message is slow (decades!) in coming. It may in fact be my duty to research, to work out daily the message by writing, speaking and meeting; to see what is unearthed by this sweat.

We receive our prophetic words as much in having to work them out as in being given dictation.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 1151

Dance; relax into your life as it is now, as it must be for awhile.

Remember to dance a little, to smile a little, cry a little. Remember to go on. A leaf on a stream can be happy as it is to its end of the stream carried along.

This is about whole-making, healing, weal-making, well-making. Relax into your role; let it carry you like that leaf, and notice, look around: there are other leaves like you, floating. Some have tears and sweat and blood; some dance, maybe a little jig, maybe a dance of their weariness and sadness and grieving. All are carried along.

Please pass it on.

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Each person has a different touch on the shoulder (or maybe somewhere else!) and the touch becomes larger as we work between and among us.

:- Doug.

Unique & intimate the revelation
Given to each
Your light shines into
My shimmering darkness
Which rings out to
Her pregnant silence
Unique & intimate the revelation
—& larger—
Given between us
—& larger still—
Among us
As we meet
& after as we walk on
Carrying new ways to
Open

:- Doug.

We yearn for a God
It is human so to do
Our yearning is our reality
& G*d’s

:- Doug.