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It’s not just finding out something factual: we must meet.

:- Doug.

Relation is degrees
you and I are related
whoever you whoever I

:- Doug.

An elder can see patterns a middler misses.

:- Doug.

Lean in
So we hear one another breathe
We must move closer

:- Doug.

Come my children, let’s go to know-land and see what might lick us in the face!

Think about this thing. Notice how it makes you feel and how it seems to feel. Use all your senses, touch, taste, and smell included, to gather more about it. How might the world look to it, sound, smell, touch, taste? Imagine, imagine!

Know-place is bigger than we guessed.

:- Doug.

Beyond Do-Be-Do-Be-Do
to Be-Do-Be-Do-Be!

:- Doug.

Beginning elders are in the chrysalis.

:- Doug.

As an elder, your being is doing, your doing being.

You reach a point where you do not have to choose anymore between being and doing. The two converge. The former split now seems artificial. There are new dynamics at work. From around you, not called forth by you, nor even from within you, new power arises. It is lighter. You no longer pin the hopes of the world on what you do. You no longer seek to charm those about. You laugh with. You enjoy. Simply, you meet. Being to being.

:- Doug.

Mom does not have to go broke if Dad goes to the nursing home. She can buy things, she can loan things, she is in charge….

:- Doug.

Hot and cold are a matter of degrees.

:- Doug.

Death is distinct from dead: death is dynamic.

:- Doug.

We could do to raise more prophets and fewer profits.

:- Doug.

Myths are big-question stories: big questions to enliven.

:- Doug.

The note I write gets the spinning thought out of my head and onto my sleeping tablet.

:- Doug.

If you increase the unhealthiness of some of us you increase the unhealthiness of all of us. If you ration health care you make us all unhealthy.

:- Doug.

There are many varieties of crazy. Some don’t know they are.

:- Doug.

What I mean by death may be to surrender my being to the pool between us—blood it is.

:- Doug.

In conversation we are becoming real
We never reach fully real
For all we meet morph us
Morphing I die
We arise and arise and

:- Doug.

It’s not with the lips
nor the mind
nor even the heart

:- Doug.

Conversation is spoken with the being.

:- Doug.

To converse is to die.

:- Doug.

There’s development going on in eldering. What do you see?

:- Doug.

A blessing: may you die soon—and often.

:- Doug.