complex tissues of relationships
(Old) people are not so much individuals as complex tissues of relationships reaching outward to other relationships, overlapping, combining, weaving.
:- Doug.
(Old) people are not so much individuals as complex tissues of relationships reaching outward to other relationships, overlapping, combining, weaving.
:- Doug.
I wonder if all understanding is a search for a better metaphor.
:- Doug.
When you’re dying: Who’s there, who’s not? Where are you, where are you not? What are you doing and not doing? What smells are around and not? Who is helping whom? Who died the way you want to die?
:- Doug.
What have you seen in others: what is life about in young-old and old-old years? What do you want yours to be about?
:- Doug.
You are a child of the stars,
child of a grandchild of a
grandchild of the stars
:- Doug.
The obvious inability we have to explain conversation does not mean we cannot work with ourselves in relation to it. Someday.
:- Doug.
What do you find yourself thinking about these days?
:- Doug.
I still have work to do, living and teaching, reaching and loving. I have grandchildren to befriend, a village to raise.
:- Doug.
These are years not of decline but of growth. Growth can be in reflection, spirit, work on memories, with hands, observation, and a panorama of things.
:- Doug.
It is more important to know nothing than to know the little something within it. That is to un-know it.
:- Doug.
Yesterday I created a virtual machine—a computer within my computer. Are we not a humanity within a divinity?
:- Doug.
Something else
is bigger than we know
saved and saving
served and serving
we are by something else
Go, look
:- Doug.
We don’t know the other persons, and we don’t know the path to know them. We don’t know ourselves nor the path to knowing ourselves. Perhaps we need to get comfortable with not knowing. We fear them and us because we think we need to know. Maybe we want to feel safe from something else.
:- Doug.