Monthly Archives: January 2018

Nor is the world too big

Nor is the world too big Nor we too small :- Doug.

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Until you

Until now elders got little respect until you until now grandchildren fended in a world too big until now we thought ourselves ineffectual Until now :- Doug.

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Just people

Grandchildren are just people wherever there are just people love is possible :- Doug.

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Hidden things touch

What are the hidden things—say rank, privilege, pain, injustice—which may touch the grandchildren? Do we have a story we could tell to help? :- Doug.

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Grandchildren face?

What will the grandchildren face—in 300 years? :- Doug.

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Orients us

Studying eldering orients us. All. :- Doug.

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What are we developing?

While it is true we as elders are developing, the question is what are we developing? How is it for the grandchildren if we are not developing something beyond ourselves? So again: What are we developing? Whom? :- Doug.

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Gathering elders

Let’s get started with meeting with people, gathering a group of elders for the grandchildren. Now. :- Doug.

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Middle of the cosmos–South Bend

Let’s call people together to the middle of the country—and the cosmos!—South Bend, Indiana, for the grandchildren. :- Doug.

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Tough crustomer

I am a tough crustomer. :- Doug.

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Time and death are essential

Time and death are essential (not to keep every thing and every one from happening all at once) to show us our growth and possibility. :- Doug.

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Grandchildren moving

Grandchildren are moving We’re all grandchildren :- Doug.

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Learn from death?

What do we learn from death? What again? What might we learn if we were wiser? :- Doug.

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We are humanity knowing death

As elders we are humanity, perhaps life, knowing its death, its losses: its limits. We intuit resulting transformation. We know uncertainty—and most certainly ambivalence. Here we serve. :- Doug.

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Beyond right things

What for elders lies out beyond doing the right thing for the grandchildren? What if doing the right thing were the bare minimum? :- Doug.

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Qualitative distinction

The qualitative distinction we as elders notice may go so far as transformation or even metamorphosis. :- Doug.

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Uncertain grandchildren

The grandchildren are wild We then are uncertain Meet wild to wild :- Doug.

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