Life is play! Play is earnest!
“Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal….”
Life is play! Play is earnest!
And our play surpasses old Big Bangs
:- Doug.
“Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal….”
Life is play! Play is earnest!
And our play surpasses old Big Bangs
:- Doug.
“Glass pants”
My father laughed to tell the story
It is the way the world works—yes?
Clasped hands
In greeting
In pulling together
In contending
It is the way you choose to work—yes?
:- Doug.
By gathering
Finding our extraordinary
Commons
Our desire—& need to act
We become a people
:- Doug.
To live spontaneously
What does it require &
What does it fire
Of us?
:- Doug.
Wind—rippling the leaves
Sometimes in our hair
Storming you are known to be
Raining, pelting, thundering, driving us in doors
Yet we need you
:- Doug.
We are called to meet. G*d is meeting. Us. Each other. The dynamics. We are invited to meet.
:- Doug.
G*d seeks us
For us
For need
For reaching
G*d can reach more
Through us
Yet it is for
Joy of Reaching
:- Doug.
Poetry, this making
Focuses us on images
Stories, action
Hear and now to
Stay and Play
:- Doug.
Open Space always works and it never works—It always gets people working on what they care about. It never gives the full-control people what they want.
:- Doug.
Pond is muddy from the rains
Leaves are dancing in the airs
Birds still call to one another
So do we, so do we
:- Doug.
The heart is directly connected to the ears: if we are heard, we love.
:- Doug.
Conversation is dialogical through and through. Of course you’ll need to converse to invite, to suggest its possibilities. You’ll want to converse a lot.
:- Doug.
This is The Conspiracy—we call on people to breathe together to invent a better world. Conspire with me.
:- Doug.
Ask it in the morning
Ask it in the evening
Ask it when you’re tired
Ask it when your sprightly
Ask your friends
Especially ask a stranger every day—
What can we do?
:- Doug.
A User’s Guide—words and thoughts to open you:
Balamah, village of mystery
Circles about Harrison
Dancers, Drummers, horn players
Expectations of rhythms swirling
Flowing people, flowing, flowing
Geometry sacred more profane
However it comes evokes humanity
Inviting initiations, issues, opportunities
Joining collaborative effort
Kin we are to bees and butterflies
Large rooms, small, all space for the law
Medicine wheels, morning gatherings, mobility
News walls
OSonOS: what kind of a word is that?
Passion it elicits from us
Quantum of Spirit its mythos
Reflections on responsibility in a shoe factory
Space likes to be held, to hold lightly the
Tibetan temple bells calling calling
Unexpected situations call us to our own
Village marketplace
Walls somehow create space
Xenophobes make friends of the strange and
Yawning, the man in the hat disappears to
ZZZzzzz….
:- Doug.