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At the very least, we have to die to our old picture of being a productive member of society. Then we can birth a new picture of being a guardian of something larger than society, culture, even humanity.

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 1689

Walking in the rain is of the essence of life.

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Human is wilder than we thought.

:- Doug.

Friend, meet us!

:- Doug.

What I am discovering is that it is meeting I must invite. Easily. No pushing. But doing the hard work of waiting it out of people. Waiting out his and her being. Continually inviting, but not necessarily with words: with my soft eyes. With my posture. Be. With. Model being with grandchildren.

:- Doug.

The task of the elder is to meet this Thou: here being and doing are one.

:- Doug.

Done to—or being-doing: this is the end of life question.

:- Doug.

If we see we elders are developing—or can be—toward what are we developing? Can we choose? Can we invent?

:- Doug.

I cannot push for relation—I can only open space, invite. Let my shoulders down, break open my heart. It won’t be the same each time, except for the difficulty—and ease.

:- Doug.

It takes relating: there is no question, technique, phrase.

:- Doug.