FootprintsintheWind.com

It is appropriate in aging
to draw inward
upward
outward
to take in the larger sweep

:- Doug.

Love is my north star.

:- Doug.

Love the litmus.

:- Doug.

To sneeze is far more satisfying than to blow.

:- Doug.

How does it look? A first level
How does it feel? A second
Compared to this other? Better learning
How does it mean? Still deeper

:- Doug.

it is because
this wild wind
blows you off center
your voice my soul
shivers

:- Doug.

We belong to conversing
Coursing over the banks we erect
And every participant

:- Doug.

Let’s not analyze life
For once we dissect the frog
There’ll be no more hop

:- Doug.

Each jewel on Indra’s net
reflects every other
your primary life’s work
is to get interrupted
moving, everything’s moving
all share one
conversing

:- Doug.

Talk out your truths.

:- Doug.

Let’s not argue over whether humans have caused global climate instability—let’s just get humans busy to fix it.

:- Doug.

My job—my life—all life—is to get interrupted. So then, I must interrupt others. This too is conversing.

:- Doug.

Live streaming: what we are doing every moment.

:- Doug.

It’s not playing with words: it’s field notes.

:- Doug.

I’m seeking to touch an ever larger larger.

:- Doug.

Do we find meaning or do we make it? Just do it!

:- Doug.

Saying something is a verb is reifying it, making it a noun.

:- Doug.

I am seeing a world of action, not statics. Static, not statics, perhaps.

:- Doug.

We are each an eddy in the stream of all there is.

:- Doug.

Every day a new conversation within my world.

:- Doug.

You think only humans converse?

:- Doug.

Everything is moving, a/k/a conversing.

:- Doug.

There is a phrase “standing in the fire” yet it’s all fire all the time.

:- Doug.