What’s the word?
Still want the word for the image: the water turning over in the boiling pot; the clouds getting larger in the face of the wind; the smoke rolling out of the fire.
:- Doug.
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why there are so many of us
We are moving along. Moving life along towards life. Some days we move it the wrong direction. But that’s why there are so many of us: to see the better directions and speak.
:- Doug.
soft, gentle, small
These days I want soft, gentle, small, humble, human. So clouds blending into one another gathers-in my heart. Everything is sacred. All making better starts with a small group of friends, and the second friend is as important as the first.
:- Doug.
Subtle the clouds
Subtle the clouds
motionless yet gone
next we look
our days, lives
wordlessly turn worlds
:- Doug.
at once great and small
We are at once great and small
each of the days of our lives
to which shall we give attention?
:- Doug.
How have you chosen to oxidize?
How have you chosen to oxidize?
My high school chemistry teacher told us
You can go out in a ball of flame
Or you can rust
—It’s all a process of oxidation
:- Doug.
will not speak in words
There is something boiling roiling churning within me
it will not speak in words
only in great floods of pent up movings and love
:- Doug.
and I don’t mean within
There’s an ocean of love within me
and I don’t mean within me
It is flowing through me
and I don’t mean through me
Just precisely other
:- Doug.
Let’s disband
If we are not aiming high enough to change what people do, what good are we? Then let’s disband.
:- Doug.
meeting, meeting, meeting
We spend way too much time
meeting, meeting, meeting
but never meeting a soul
:- Doug.
For the progress of souls
For the progress of souls
is our real purpose
as we walk among people
how could we ever think it’s money and not
for the progress of souls?
:- Doug.
like the sky
The tunnels could be like the sky: It looks open to the stars, but the winds and clouds are in a thin belt, held close to earth by gravity and some other field perhaps. So we have this envelope, this sphere around the sphere, that is a wide open in all directions tunnel. We the winds, the clouds, the rains.
:- Doug.
tunnels evocative
Tunnels are a more evocative picture than threads: we can travel down the tunnels, we are safe, there is much to explore.
:- Doug.
for the instant, never more
Tunnels: maybe we are the tunnels, maybe there are tunnels in the wind between us. For now: I say we are the tunnels, and when we intersect, there are two shadows going off in many possible directions, and these are all possible people we can become. Who we see in front of us are unfolded there for the instant, never more, then we are newly unfolding, a thousand times each millisecond. Or more. We are more.
:- Doug.
What big thing?
What big thing is our group doing? This could be important stuff we are doing—if we treat it as important—and not just giving the dregs of ourselves one meeting a month. Not just building a pedestrian “conference.”
:- Doug.
