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All this locked up in me and you people released it and me!

:- Doug.

We cannot know ourselves till we know from where we come—the stars. We know not our neighbors till we see the star explosions from whence they came. Here we see the truth and where it leads.

:- Doug.

Cutting yourself off from another is cutting off the little toe of God.

:- Doug.

Hate grows from fear. Fear is overcome by love.

:- Doug.

There is opening & closing
good & evil
life & death
choose life
please choose life
give us life & good & opening
love

:- Doug.

It’s not about being able to grasp it all. Instead I need simply allow myself to be part. And allow all this to be. Allow and meet.

:- Doug.

I am in love with God. God is the God of the Bible of all this. Everything surrounding us and within us speaks of God, is the Word. The Word preceded the book, and is met. To love is to meet. It is our task our joy our destiny to love. All this.

:- Doug.

In our house we have several Bibles. Some of them are written.

:- Doug.

God responds
and so do we
‘Tis the nature of
our divinity

:- Doug.

God is not unchanging. What is unchanging is that we have pretended our words about God can prevent God from changing. God responds. It is the nature of God.

:- Doug.

Ritual, song,
Story, silence,
Poetry, dance:
Deepening us
Touching divine

:- Doug.

Love reaches out. Our history shows that: we went from grunts and touch in the caves to words to physical symbols (such as notches on a stick, coins and their precursors). Then we developed writing, and the Hebrews came into their own, writing books. Then the printing press, then radio, then Internet, then cell computers. Always widening the inclusion, always reaching out. This is love in action. This is love growing, expanding.

:- Doug.

A Will can be a way to touch other people and times, to communicate, and to fulfill our purpose.

:- Doug.

Seeing her & being seen
Hearing him & being heard
Touching hearts & being touched
Savoring being & being savored
Breathing in & breathing out
These the great & holy communion

:- Doug.

What do I do because of my meditation? To what action does my contemplation lead me?

:- Doug.

Friend, I feel ripe for you, this Now!

:- Doug.

The bullfrog shouts his story—and I whisper mine…if I work up the courage to say anything. I need to shout! I need to get my stuff out there! I need to say what I mean, to get to the depths of things.

:- Doug.

Without others we are not

:- Doug.

Layered depths
Within us universally
Only the whole holding the whole
In our expanding universe
Each speck is the center
The depths of the depths
All the way down
Of our life
The centers are others

All our layers enfolded
By others
Ever there is more to unfold
Much there is in us to meet
Which is enfolded in some other persons
Layers upon layers, depth upon depth:
Folding, unfolding
Unfolding folds other layers
For others to unfold
Wrinkles stand out from the smoothing,
Creating new
We are, we are enfolded unfolding
Meeting we meet ourselves
And find we were always larger and
Will be larger still

:- Doug.

Now what’s possible?

:- Doug.

The bullfrog tonight!
The crickets & critters in chorus
To the time of the lesser light!
All the animals tell their story
As loudly as they can—
Except humans!

:- Doug.

You speak to me in public discoveries
You speak to me in life settings
You speak to me in voices of others in my life
You speak to me in in words and images flowing from my pen
You speak to me in birdsong, star & wind
You speak to me
You hear me

:- Doug.

Say one thing that is possible now that wasn’t before.

:- Doug.