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Gather alternatives
each day
die a distinct way

:- Doug.

Responsibility <---------------------------> Ancestor

:- Doug.

Give us to invite your presence….

:- Doug.

Is there anything less I can do for you?

:- Doug.

Meditate
let it go
practice your dying

:- Doug.

cloud candy
wind syrup
snare for dove

:- Doug.

Let us make ancestories!

:- Doug.

Footprints in the Wind^sm # 1952

Resolution:
Let’s not let this haste
Make waste our
Population
And its humanity

Please pass it on.

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Take a story you wrote before, or perhaps one you don’t even like, and reach inside to its very heart. Does the story reveal? More? You?

:- Doug.

Will you die a good death, or will you die freely? Freely is able to be with what comes.

:- Doug.

When you are writing this story what is hidden in it, and for whom?

:- Doug.

Quest for a higher humanicity.

:- Doug.

Engage the 11th generation in a search for better humanity, more precisely, higher humanicity.

:- Doug.

How will doing today what you love help you discover and fulfill a responsibility you see toward the 300-year grandchild elders?

:- Doug.

What is the value of what you are writing? For the generations?

:- Doug.

This is a prime age. Each of us is at the peak of our powers to be of value to the generations. Will we?

:- Doug.

I’m a word anthropologist.

:- Doug.

Profound it is, this glimpse of ancestor beyond elder, whisperer without name, giving us a droplet of what our generations live on.

:- Doug.

Three things folks can choose as we age: old, elder, ancestor. What sort of responsibility do we choose? If you want to be an ancestor, a foundation beneath the ground of the generations, it takes some intention.

:- Doug.

Catastrophe: a thing braided, down and then in. Weaving sense of the mystery that is down beneath our daily understanding. Elders are weavers of humans’ mystery.

:- Doug.

Ancestors enter the blood stream
Story, Spirit, Sigh

:- Doug.

Can you transform uncertainty, doubt, and vulnerability into a capacity, yours?

:- Doug.

Ancestor now
I have no name
to you known
simply groundlessness
supporting your ground

:- Doug.