why is this not?
What why is this not?
:- Doug.
Art speaks to me of making the workaday into something with a ping, a flourish, a subtlety. Symphony speaks to an uplift of spirit. Meeting calls us to the highest service: to hear.
:- Doug.
Perhaps a story can help unearth it.
What story? What is my story? What pulls and pushes me? Perhaps my own story of having done my duty, but does not break through the soil line. I have not done what I came to do. I have failed, I have only done my duty. Cf Luke 17:10. Only done what was expected of me. This being the case, ought I not seek to push the marble a bit further up the hill? I am a different person each day, and the marble is a different marble each day, and so possible arises.
I worked for almost 48 years in the law, helping clients (those I was called upon to protect) using what knowledge and abilities I had received, and I did this well most of the times. Yet did I do more than restore people to where they were, or help them garner more income, or keep their taxes low? Did I make their lives more meaning-filled, more wonderful? Did I lift life above the mundane, pedestrian existence, to art, and symphony, and meeting?
Art, and symphony, and meeting. This is a Why.
:- Doug.
If you were to repair or heal humanity.…
Alexander speaks of site repair: what’s this mean in the human realm? What is most important about humans? What could be made better?
:- Doug.
What is the most good you could do with generations at your elbow? What would be one of the first things to work on?
:- Doug.
One disputable container: Human should be. . .
organized around something larger than love.
:- Doug.
How would you design a meaningful humanity? What would we do differently?
:- Doug.
Are you thinking big as you can? What is the most good you could do with people of generations from now?
:- Doug.
Why? What is possible for humanity and all life!
Why? We can increase the reaching for this possible, and perhaps in the process the possibles themselves.
:- Doug.
Why, Again? Humanity is compressing into itself, in risk of boiling over, exploding, killing off other forms of life as it goes. Humanity has great promise in its symphonies and astrophysics, its imaginations and colors and languages, in its spirit, O its spirit! And then we go shopping and dig out our mountains to make weapons to destroy not only life but the planet that nurtures these living beings. The tragedy is not my Why—the great promise is.
:- Doug.
Do as much life as you can, lift up all life, find ways for it to create life larger. Do as much life as you can.
:- Doug.