Allow touched
Allow yourself to be touched thro’ your heart, thro’ your common humanity, thro’ your common beingness.
:- Doug.
Allow yourself to be touched thro’ your heart, thro’ your common humanity, thro’ your common beingness.
:- Doug.
Footprints in the Windsm # 2517
[Note: Friends, you have experienced an interlude in Footprints in the Windsm because, on January 15, 2026, I had a stroke. There have been few if any lasting problems. The main reason for the break in publishing them has been all the tests and appointments after! So I am back and trust you will enjoy these posts. As always, I welcome your responses and comments week to week. Thanks for reading and conversing with me!]
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Like the CPAP secret dark controls—on/off and selector at once—but well known.
:- Doug.
It starts with letting your hearts go out. Linda, my wife, is better at this than I. I could join her in this. I could go “ooh” at the news.
:- Doug.
This reflection is not inside the glass nor outside. Where then?
Conversation is a looking glass
showing us free of our isolation
and its loads to carry
without taking from us
our quirks runny nose and scar
We too are mirrors one to the other. As these three mirrors turn, as images play and blend, this theater of relativity, it begins to dawn, plays out for us our malleability in the face of the grandchildren of our grandchildren, the next of the next—and theirs.
:- Doug.