I fear curiosity
When one coming near
is close (a grandchild, say)
why do I fear
to exercise my fullest
curiosity?
:- Doug.
When one coming near
is close (a grandchild, say)
why do I fear
to exercise my fullest
curiosity?
:- Doug.
Wind comes when higher and lower pressure come near. It takes the gradient, flows down, equalizes, finds level, seeks out differences, and so animates. Spirit moves, now more slowly, with deliberation, concealing shapes, its edges shaped by them, large and so small as to be un-seeable. Wind leads on to wind.
:- Doug.
I chose to name my stroke “Blessing.” It is good for me. I take it as part of my life—integral to me, same as the day after a child is born, the new parents cannot imagine, cannot remember, a time they were not a three. Indeed, in some real way perhaps, they were always on that trajectory. So I have always been headed for my stroke, and my life after. And you and your friend have always been leaning into one another.
:- Doug.