Monthly Archives: April 2016
What if Alzheimer’s?
What if Alzheimer’s were simply another culture, another country? :- Doug.
Our corporate goals are a screen
Our corporate goals and numbers are a screen through which we see and obscure the world. Our loving is the wind and water that flows through. Chronos screens, Kairos flows. Different dimensions. :- Doug.
How long is an interlude?
How long is an interlude? For as long as when half Is whole :- Doug.
The glance
One profundity of Kairos might be the glance—a meeting in the eyes. A second might be silence—a briefest break in time and rhythm. Knowing is a third—that it is there and being willing, curious, and respectful enough to wait. :- … Continue reading
You can practice your deepest art
Zen’s word “ma” is the meaningful interval or space in time. Silence perhaps. Silence shouts the unsounded. Here is where you can practice your deepest art. :- Doug.
We ask the clock
We ask the clock, how much time do I have left till…as if time were sand in a bag with a hole in the bottom. It is hard for us to see time as anything else. But was it always … Continue reading
We of the young and old
We of the young look for the bottom line of the old person, our managers see only their form. We of the old have gone, some of us, beyond to formless, bottomless. This can confuse those of us still young. … Continue reading
Perhaps the line
Perhaps the line between young-old and old-old is called curiosity. :- Doug.
Surreptitious time
Kairos is surreptitious time. :- Doug.
Unseen trippable boundaries
The time line of old folks, if it exists at all, might just be with a long past tail, an interminable now, and very short future headlights. If we then, as carefamily, are living in a time line where the … Continue reading
Promises of warm
The trees are budding out flowers and miniature leaves. The breeze is enticing them with promises of warm air to come. :- Doug.
Rhythms in a nursing home
There are rhythms of life in say a nursing home. The rhythms are like languages where people cannot understand one another. There is the long flowing beat of the older, the staccato of the staff. :- Doug.
Poet who practices
I am a poet who practices as an elder caring lawyer. :- Doug.
Seeing our blindness
We are blind and do not—perhaps cannot—see our blindness. :- Doug.
Opportunities in making a Will
What are your opportunities in making a Will and testament? To get rid of, to pass along wisdom, to connect generations, to proselytize? What are the profane uses, the sacred? :- Doug.
Just you and me
The world is conversation Just you and me Thee and thou Us and them Him and her Only us and us and us All in here And no out there :- Doug.