FootprintsintheWind.com

May you be served
May they be helped
May I bring love

:- Doug.

My world work and my legal practice are about the same thing: people taking responsibility together for our grandchildren’s world.

In one I spread the word about conversing, in the other I invite it directly. In both cases: whole-making.

:- Doug.

Let us take responsibility
For leaving a good world
For our grandchildren

:- Doug.

Politicians: Be better examples. Please.

:- Doug.

Can we make this a world fit for children?

:- Doug.

What do you want to see happen? Find someone and begin.

:- Doug.

Setting wildfires
Offering wine
Inviting dance
—All the work of
Growing the world

:- Doug.

If God then be with us, we ought to be with each other, too. Since God delights in us, we ought to see the delight in one another.

:- Doug.

We have two choices—to see others as competitors, other, enemy—and to see others as co-conspirators in it with us.

:- Doug.

I want to serve you Lord to the top of my abilities. That might mean I have to invent new methods.

:- Doug.

All my children have a place at my table—all. I invite my body, my sexuality, my spirituality, my spontaneity, my loving, my hating, my fearing, my divinity, my demonic all to commune with me, to be part of the whole me. All.

:- Doug.

Invite to blood, friendship, tears, prayer, toil, fidelity, sweat, affection, whole-making back-breaking work among those whose voices are unheard, whose faces are unseen.

:- Doug.

Words dance
Usefully
Uselessly
Around spirit
Inviting us to
Only dance

:- Doug.

Perhaps God is
Every preposition

:- Doug.

G*d is beyond larger than me
Beyond spread wider
Beyond among all things
Beyond

:- Doug.

Asking people to open space invites them into queendom work.

:- Doug.

A goal is a
Pale concoction
Trying to stand
In the place of an
Obsession

:- Doug.

Can we see this person’s poverty?
Maybe we can
If we know it is his or her
That of God within
Shining

:- Doug.

“Go to the limits of your
longing”
says Rilke
What are the limits of my longing?
“I am the silence
not grasped by the mind”
says Thunder, Perfect Mind
What is the silence my mind cannot grasp?

Does longing have any limits? Can it? And yet…it is our far longing to which we pay not enough attention, the thing we most deeply want and most deeply cover over.

Can silence ever be grasped by mind? Mind knows no silence. Mind fears silence because it cannot grasp it. Grasping suggests limits and silence is boundless.

So the limits of my longing are in this silence ungrasped and ungraspable. There is something boundless in me, in us, in together, and this is of God.

:- Doug.

Let your roots, spread wide, nourish you. Let your community feed you. Feed your community.

:- Doug.

I am setting wildfires here and here and here, wildfires of Aha, we can! This is my work.

:- Doug.

As if in a dream we get stuck in getting stuck. We need to run and yet we feel we our feet mud-stuck we stumble we fall. We do plod stumble and fall: this is the way of life. When we look back we see in fact we were running. Keep on.

:- Doug.

Help abounds. Whom can I help?

:- Doug.