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Turning seems somehow related to hidden. It can cause us to turn toward good.

:- Doug.

And why? Hidden is not mystery, something known only to certain beings and perhaps not ever penetrable by most; it is instead something available if we seek it out, something known but in the mists, possible to forget, possible to find again. Hidden pulls us to find; mystery carries us away and may not be of any aid.

:- Doug.

What’s hidden our elders may find

What is hidden is only tucked away
to be found to be benefactor
to be good maker
and then to be tucked away for
another—time? person? epoch?

:- Doug.

What’s hidden—in us—we can—find—make.

:- Doug.

Travel the hidden road.

:- Doug.

How did this begin? What triggered it in you or from you?

:- Doug.

Without exploring we are only waiting.

:- Doug.

Mystery draws me. No. It’s not mystery that draws me but the hidden—the parts of us tucked away to be discovered when needed or wanted—and then tucked away again.

:- Doug.

“Time is what keeps everything from happening all at once.” Just the opposite—time is what enables humans to collaborate.

:- Doug.

My work is thinking—toward you—and all humanity.

:- Doug.

I’m in a muddle state this morning.

:- Doug.

It’s about heart—your heart—their hearts—my heart—our big heart. It’s about the real heart—the human spirit. The coeur. The really real. Not peeling the onion to nothing.

:- Doug.

What is my story? Why do I care? We can do better. We can live more fully. This is at our fingertips. Sensitize!

:- Doug.

I must walk into my fear: say the word: spirit. This is the fear part: this is why people quaked in fear of God, not that they were afraid of God, but afraid of admitting they were the presence of God. I am not God; no one is; but we are each the presence of God. All of us are afraid to say so. Do I have the courage to post this? Post without tempering?

:- Doug.

Still the ancestors speak.

:- Doug.

There’s advantage to not being able to put words to the spirit, to being stretched to do so, to find and create, to come up with what has not been heard nor tasted before.

:- Doug.

Articulate the voices we so seldom hear or want to hear, sacred all.

:- Doug.

Shall we live?
Attempt to hear

:- Doug.

I want to hear the multitudinous sacred voices: whispers and shouts, gentling and soul-burrowing.

:- Doug.

The center of the human sphere is in each other of us, and its circumference cannot be drawn.

:- Doug.

I have not been moved by my descriptions of this work. I need to know: what do I really need to say? You are the man: the one you’re trying to find the words to stir.

:- Doug.

For nearly 3 decades I have been exploring and writing about the human spirit, and more recently the special role of elders to tend and befriend that spirit. So it is I find myself working across generations to spirit better.

:- Doug.

If we want to go further in time-space, we may have to go slower, stick our paddles in deeper.

:- Doug.