glimpses these days
These are glimpses I have seen the last few days:
—of poor people and people with much
—of us all in one economic pool
—of children dying with imaginations yet alive
—of us all in one life
—of us all in one meaning
:- Doug.
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no longer worthy of notice
If over the hill is when we stop contributing, then people are wise to treat us as no longer worthy of notice.
:- Doug.
I am come to
I am come to invite people to discover meeting, engagement, conversation, poetry, and working.
:- Doug.
OTH is when you stop climbing
Over the hill is when you stop climbing. It cannot be half way through life as some suggest, for the slide down is a much faster (and shorter) ride than the trudge up. Retirement for most marks the end of the climb (although some don’t turn in the paperwork for years after they stop), and the start of the icy downhill. Don’t think you can stay on the summit long. Maybe it is not your summit; maybe there is more to ascend.
:- Doug.
The message resists
I will not give the whole message in this meeting. It resists; and humans have thick skulls with which they seek to beat it out.
:- Doug.
you will have to work for my message
I have a message for you, and you will have to work beyond your brain and mind to get it. So will I to eddy it toward you.
:- Doug.
too fine and subtle
My message may be too fine and subtle for words. How then move it? Maybe get in its stream.
:- Doug.
My hero’s journey?
Of what does my hero’s journey so far consist? What were the tests, the lessons? What the supreme test and what the message to bring back to the community? These will take reflection—thought alone will not suffice.
:- Doug.
Both
Both. Reality is both flowing changing created anew every instant, and appearing as stable solid forms about us. Flowing that endures. Sustained disintegration. Changing patterns. Continual novelty. Energy focusing. Dynamic stability. Openings Closing. Life.
:- Doug.
the subtle being?
Who is the subtle being who calls himself me? What are the subtle essences of me?—my tunes, my lights, my colors, my rhythms, my awarenesses, my fascinations, my meeting-ways?
:- Doug.
yet I am a major poet
Not that anyone has said
my poetry is their favorite
yet am I a major poet
for my poetry treats of
large and essence
:- Doug.
Foundation, yes
Foundation, yes
Building block, no
Atmosphere, environs, milieu, yes
Smaller bit makes up the larger, no
Love
:- Doug.
capable of traveling at
My mind is capable of traveling at a hundred thoughts a minute. Resting.
:- Doug.
as a dear child
Our eyes are the world itself: said another way, all creation is one, so creation sees creation. Creation is one, and it was not made but engendered, set out into the world as a dear child, to grow and become who it would be. Delivered as a babe, as though sluiced through a black hole to become our time-space.
:- Doug.
Melody harmony rhythm focuses
Melody harmony rhythm: music
focuses our notes
embracing each one
:- Doug.
