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Footprints in the Wind^sm # 2180

That we grieve is evidence. We are of a fabric, capable of being ripped, painfully. Pain points to a larger role of meeting. Weave. Stitch. Find.

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Allowing the mystery of another fascinates me. It opens us to possibility. This is the curious part: we think we are affecting the other; we think we are affecting the between. Seldom do we notice it growing us and opening us: flowers burst from the bud, becoming a novel beauty in the world.

:- Doug.

Words & phrases
Ordinary & catching
Explored & Played
Carry & Tangle
You & me

If I set down the book (or pause our conversation) and allow that thought to develop and develop, to meet me (us), a fascinating and terrifying thing might take me (us). It is worth going. Return doubtful.

:- Doug.

I do not know you; I do not know the mystery of your being. Nor do I know myself nor the mystery of my being. Here between us we can frolic for a lifetime—and puzzle—and grow. With another I pass by other mysteries and other potential lives that might have been mine. Just here we can stop and open a door to an outside unimagined.

:- Doug.