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When you start to take even one other human as a monster, that’s you, becoming.

:- Doug.

How will you know you are in meeting? Reality tells us we may not know till days or years later. Memory may pop, and you know now what it was. A flash catches you in a later meeting, telling you both were and still are meetings. A word, an echo, a perfume remains, stays with you.

:- Doug.

What makes our meeting memorable is when we manage to round it out. That makes it a meeting. This is why Harrison Owen said that overstaying can undo the meeting. We are undoing the rounding, fraying the threads.

:- Doug.

We cannot hide
who we are
from others
except the others
don’t know
how to consciously
read what we reveal

:- Doug.

Within art is the ethics of goodness, truth, beauty.

:- Doug.

The work is to go on.

:- Doug.

There may be value in staying with the hunger.

:- Doug.

A sadness not to break us
but to hold us
how we want to be held
or were once held
as children
made by it
not unmade

:- Doug.

Conversation is an art
a dark art
we bend to it

:- Doug.

What happens in processing?

:- Doug.

Meeting can be about finding the large in the small.

:- Doug.

However free it be
However right it be
Much costs much

:- Doug.

In the fog
of the woods
I see afresh

:- Doug.

The soul and the spirit, yes
Who and what and more awaken?
They play, they are not lost as you

:- Doug.

Finding our humanity is enough, because it creates.

:- Doug.

Purer arias
Quieter paths between

:- Doug.

Circumference holds the world in her lap, tenderly, loosely, letting go—out. It is her privilege to touch all, hold all, release all.

:- Doug.

When your eyes look
Look to truly see

:- Doug.

Magic carpet: arise!
Arouse my senses
Numberless!
Music about
Wonderful voices
Fragrances to carry across
Under-sight into prime worlds!

:- Doug.

The more open we are one with the other, the more we will be rewarded. Our reward? Humanity: discovered; made possible. I wanted to call it possibili-tized.

:- Doug.

To friend is not to be boon only. Death comes. Friction lasts. Pain swims away to surface again in the midst of play. Many are friendship’s endings, many its beginnings—if it were otherwise, the world would have told you—its forests and streams and skies. Transforming is its watchword. Transforming will not always please us. We will need separation. We will need ennui. We will need to allow us our needs. We will need, finally, to get up and move. Some talk needs a walk. Ask Rumi.

:- Doug.

Sing
Drum
Sing and drum the name
Call up the holy
The circumference between

:- Doug.

We belittle considering those things not purely rational, forgetting that human values are our highest and best, that aspirations and lifted chins pull us along. The rational serves life. The wheel serves not the engine nor the horses, but the driver whose face is set to sun or star.

:- Doug.