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These thoughts I’ve thunk, some of them, are spiritual history. They are good as footprints but mostly are kicks in our pants.

:- Doug.

If we let go, we can play with aging, bodies falling to pieces, minds dissipating, dying and death. Let’s go hear. And here: playing with the new depths we can ponder into, the new connections with the generations fore and aft, the spiritual soaring.

:- Doug.

Some issues we have with one another politically stem from fear if we go down this path or that, we will die. And that it will be permanent. Life says otherwise.

:- Doug.

People who are dying are not wrong.

:- Doug.

Recover the holy from ordinary life-stuff.

:- Doug.

“The tie that binds” is converse, and this not of words.

:- Doug.

The profound that cannot be said is wrapped in our incessant felt need for converse. Softly taste the delicate force calling us to one another.

:- Doug.

Who are the intended recipients of your generativity? How can we as a group help you generate?

:- Doug.

Trust conversation. It is a function of God.

:- Doug.

I want us to think
I want us to avoid thought

:- Doug.

We each and all have chance events that change our courses—the difference in lives is not likely to be what we do with these chances, nor in fate, nor in the gods, but in larger flows among us all.

:- Doug.

Reconstellating our lives
renews our
generativity

:- Doug.

Together we are
Not together we are not

:- Doug.

Snow, snow
little flakes encompass
God become visible!

:- Doug.

Tell your life story in moments.

:- Doug.

Chapters of our lives need not be discrete portions of time, could also be themes that come back around.

:- Doug.

It’s not about wisdom
It’s about where we find ourselves
Being here
While lost
Our kind of presence

:- Doug.

The foundation below me is safe, pulls me to play and try out the inscrutable language.

:- Doug.

Friend, into you, into your language, the foundation beneath me, beneath all conversing.

:- Doug.

My dream for the grandchildren elders 300 years out: to speak out their message even if they do not have the words. Speaking brings forth the words, maybe only in the years beyond the instant.

:- Doug.

The desire has us, the desire to get a message up to others who cannot see, cannot interpret nor understand the message, but wanting to give it themselves. We must develop in our own time. Maybe to ourselves/myself who cannot see, cannot yet understand. So we try, playfully, to speak.

:- Doug.

I was above, looking down—hearing down—trying to speak the inscrutable language.

:- Doug.

What’s your dream about you and the grandchildren?

:- Doug.