Who commissions our commission?
Who commissions our Truth and Reconciliation Commission? We can.
:- Doug.
Who commissions our Truth and Reconciliation Commission? We can.
:- Doug.
If we define successful and failing—even good and bad—solely in economic terms the majority of us we condemn. There is no inherent wrong in sharing wealth. And much inherent right. There might be an inherent human right to a certain economic livelihood.
:- Doug.
Our divisions in politics, religions, race, whatever, wound us much as if we were part of genocide. Could we reconcile as well as the South Africans?
:- Doug.
Genius is more readily recognized in the unschooled because unexpected. The person of learning trusts less in himself or herself its flashes.
Even more so transcendent moments intruding upon our ordinary days go unseen because any clear night of the year we could look up and see the stars.
:- Doug.
Is poetry the same as meaning? Poetry reveals meaning, more is a search for meaning, a pathway into the woods. Poetry does not require a fully developed meaning for it to step off. Perhaps this is why Frankl wrote of the Search for Meaning.
:- Doug.
What archetypes are at the foundation of my way of seeing/exploring all there is?
:- Doug.
What difference does it make whether X is primary or Y? This simply sets up an opposition, a diversion.
:- Doug.
That’s why we have two of just about everything—so we can see if one is doing as well as the other. That’s why we have billions of us—to see if we are doing as well as we can by each other.
:- Doug.
In the dictionary almost every word has multiple shades of meaning. Speak so that you use many at once.
:- Doug.
A neighborhood playground asks the question: what marks the edge of “home?”
:- Doug.
I choose to go outside to the sunny playground and play with the other kids.
:- Doug.
Be in the process of reminding people of this larger place they like to be. Re-hearting. Re-humanizing.
:- Doug.
Such a pretty day out! It lifts the spirits to know you are part of it!
:- Doug.
Take people for a spin in the awakening/wake-mobile. Share breezes in the face, the open road, the adventures.
:- Doug.
People put stuff on my computer all the time. It is called attachments and email. Even on my own computer I have no absolute control.
:- Doug.
Do you not see that a rising tide lifts all boats? Yes: Do you not see that fencing off your part of our great bowl impoverishes others, and yourself as well?
:- Doug.
Blake’s company of heavenly hosts singing: not glorific: ordinary. When we have too much and refuse to share, we strangle our brothers and sisters, we keep food from our grandchildren. When we share, there is the party of the splinted elbows. When we listen to children with terminal diseases and watch the light in their eyes, we touch our humanity in our humility. One we are.
:- Doug.