Beauty ~ Butterfly
Beauty ~ Butterfly
Truth ~ Breeze
Goodness ~ Bee
:- Doug.
What else about butterflies fits with Open Space? Metamorphosis!
:- Doug.
Wherever you go—write with your feet
Whatever you do—write with your hands
Whatever tugs—write with your heart
Whoever you meet—write with your conversing
Why ever—would you write less than your being?
:- Doug.
Next step: let more and more of yourself slip out.
:- Doug.
It’s not appropriate to humanify God
That’s trying to put on God
A collar and a leash
:- Doug.
God does not care what picture of God we carry in our wallets; God probably prefers we carry around no images.
:- Doug.
That of God in each one
That of each one adding up to God
Are these not of the same cloth?
:- Doug.
Or sit at your wheel
And grind, grind, grind
And lose the bigger you could have done
Or set out upon unexplored seas
And be tossed by wind, wind, wind
And lose your life for some bigger quest
Daring here and daring there
But safe!
Are they not all
The loss to gain
Your holy round?
:- Doug.
Our world outside our skins is limited
The one inside our being is limitless
:- Doug.
The edge of a tissue
is not for blowing
but for containing the blowing
:- Doug.
No words can capture the full meaning of meaning for the simple reason that whoever or whatever we speak about is so nuanced, so multifaceted that one thought or aspect leaves out its contraries and neighbors. Describe red and you leave out green and yellow. Perhaps our mistake is to add on words.
:- Doug.
Giving that is relating
Resides in conversing
Conversing gets its living giving
:- Doug.
Open Space is a pressure cooker
Start with a raw pressing practical issue or opportunity
Throw in diverging hearts, heads, and hands
Toss in some passion to turn up the heat
Out comes responsibility and action
:- Doug.
I don’t create the space
I don’t even open it
I invite you to do so
:- Doug.
Open Space gathers and concentrates hearts, minds, and hands to work on pressing practical issues and opportunities.
:- Doug.