Eating alone
We grow both of us by sharing food. “When I eat alone, I have nothing. Alourdes, quoted in Karen McCarthy Brown, Mama Lola, p xxi.
:- Doug.
We grow both of us by sharing food. “When I eat alone, I have nothing. Alourdes, quoted in Karen McCarthy Brown, Mama Lola, p xxi.
:- Doug.
Vodou says of fire, “Never say hot again. Say strong.” I say Don’t say deep again. Say strong.
:- Doug.
We live in an imaginary world. The imaginary world I have in mind is a milieu centered in verbs and modifiers: here we each imagine being and doing and creating fecund imagine-ing, being, doing, creating, fecund. . . .
:- Doug.
Do I treat another’s blah—and even my own blah-ness—as an opportunity for growth?
:- Doug.
The dog-kick principle keeps us from going directly to a friend’s soul. Each wind has a route of its own. Each spirit chooses what it chooses.
:- Doug.
What is at your core? Is it anger, joy, boredom, blah? I don’t want to meet blah—but must I anyway?
:- Doug.
You speak of quality of life: For you, what is quality of conversation? What is the minimum you will accept? What is the maximum you could expect?
:- Doug.
We ask people dying, What is a good day? For what do you live? So you who do not expect to die this hour, How would you live a good conversation?
:- Doug.
To meet is a gift, a gift you receive from one another. You can intend to give it, but you cannot direct its travel nor its arrival. You can thank your friend.
But once you have received this gift, you have an opportunity and possibly a responsibility: you can receive that breaking open willingly, giving-ly; you can open to meet again.
:- Doug.