Some day we come to face the realization we will not bend the world to our chosen shape; we might not even make a ding in its armor; we will not be remembered 30 years after we die. Still we know our contribution was absolutely required.
:- Doug.
O Elder, dream!
Speculate what might be!
Converse! With the grandchildren!
Lift their dreams
Not with yours
With theirs
Dream, O Grandchild!
:- Doug.
Read a chapter in Lewis Thomas’s The Lives of a Cell this morning. He cites William Osler as saying there is no such thing as the agony of dying. I can see that death can be peaceful, maybe always is, even if one is being burnt at the stake: death can be the release. Although I think there can be a tensing against it, a gritting of the teeth, which can make it agony. But the moment, the moment, is likely to be gentle welcoming.
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 1782
The wind converses with the leaves
the leaves with the sap
sap with roots
roots with roots with roots
with microscopic communities of beings
those with my food, and my gut
my gut with my soul, soul with spirit
spirit with planet, sun, stars, galaxies
universes of universes
with mind, wind
coursing blood, flashing neurons
our shared glance
almost heard birdsong
movement is all
converse is all
intercourse
one us
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In real life, death
is something we rarely
witness these days, so
we begin to think there is no
death, in real life
:- Doug.
We embark upon a 300 year project to make the world more hospitable for the grandchildren.
:- Doug.
The shared field is reached through playful states—something beyond shades of black, white, and grey.
:- Doug.
For the Grandchildren is primarily about fields beyond where computers can take us. This is an expedition through mind, body, play, spirit, soul, story, history, future, to humanity’s growing edges.
:- Doug.
This idea that changing the meaning changes the world has me. That is the work of elders For the Grandchildren. We change the meaning of living. It is an impossibly large and long project, and necessary. There are different aspects of it, and we can all go at it from different directions: hugging and playing, spiritually, religiously, politically, psychologically, socially, more. Let’s not get hung up on the approaches we don’t know or don’t like—let’s find and create the new meaning, take a crack at it, and ask the help of the grandchildren.
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 1781
I have caught whiff that I have a voice. That may be enough. I may not have to know all the words, the whole melody.
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What are the hidden disavowed feelings and symptoms? They point to next stages.
:- Doug.
The 300 year project For the Grandchildren is as enormously beyond our capabilities as it is necessary.
:- Doug.
Dreaming : Dreams ::
Hearing : Listening ::
Seeing : Looking ::
Meaning : Change
:- Doug.
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