Whispers evoking me
Am feeling a pull to the day’s work, and a pull to the larger, larger whispers, whispers. Whispers are evoking in me.
:- Doug.
Am feeling a pull to the day’s work, and a pull to the larger, larger whispers, whispers. Whispers are evoking in me.
:- Doug.
A prophet
A poet
Intends all possible
Whether by this person
Seen or unseen
We can see more
Without words
:- Doug.
Movements of movements
whispers of whispers
we seem to be
:- Doug.
Here at the brink of life we begin to see how ephemeral we are. We catch wind of the whispers coming to us, emanating from us, the whispers we are, stirring, stirring.
:- Doug.
Evolution seems to be learning….
:- Doug.
What is happening to us as we age? Are we paying attention? We can detect hints of things that might just help others. Comprehend.
:- Doug.
Let’s get to the depth of this game.
:- Doug.
Games and playfulness and fun are tap-sources of the mystery.
:- Doug.
Getting persons bumping and mixing, as games do, shakes loose deepness.
:- Doug.
We’re not teaching; we’re eliciting.
:- Doug.