Deeds outlive us
Conversation can start events in motion. Deeds outlive us, exceed our capacities. We have, in word exchanged, an atom waiting to be cracked for good. Our biggest work: starting movement.
:- Doug.
Conversation can start events in motion. Deeds outlive us, exceed our capacities. We have, in word exchanged, an atom waiting to be cracked for good. Our biggest work: starting movement.
:- Doug.
Is there something larger in your life than yourself?
:- Doug.
God’s will comes to me more often as Question than Answer.
:- Doug.
God’s will comes to us as the sound of still hush: Who is in front of you? What is called for in your setting this moment?
:- Doug.
Our learning comes at the edges of what we know.
:- Doug.
The people at the top already know they affect the world. We must, we must work with those who are ready to see.
:- Doug.
Our life grows out of moments more than plans.
:- Doug.
Nobody has said it all. Nobody can capture significance. That’s why we need all voices in all times.
:- Doug.
We can be about instilling a new creative event in history. All we need is one moment. Our calendars treat all hours alike, an endlessly turning wheel to which we are tied. If we are always alert to the unique entering the moment, this now can change our larger course.
:- Doug.
“God’s will” we say
such a harsh hammering
image we impose on God
such a whimpering infant-like
role we impose on humans
when what we hear is
the sound of still hush
within lives we are constructing
out of wind & storm
:- Doug.
When we honor an insight we put life into focus. Honor is given in attention; honor is given in sharing.
:- Doug.
Less in proclamations
More in conversations
God speaks
Less at, more with
Could be our way too
:- Doug.
We never quite know
whether we are addressing God
or our notions of God
This a good place to begin
what can we do from here?
doubt our doubts
Address our doubts
our notions of
what is beyond
Until we begin to see
edges of shadows
intimations of callings upward
Here in the larger
Hear in the larger
Something
:- Doug.
Unable to find words
A poet can but point
Give clues
Yet the meaning
Is beyond finger
Beyond poet
Poem is not the end of poet
Nor of making
The thing makes
The experience touches
Poet and hearer
And worlds
Unexpected
Children beget children
Beyond our hopes
They sit in our laps
Before wriggling off
To go their ways
Go, poet, for the inner
Call forth from our compost
Rich black soil
:- Doug.
Is what I have been given for the benefit of all humanity? How then shall I invite you to partake?
:- Doug.