Monthly Archives: October 2020

Ancestors for us?

What did the ancestors say for us? :- Doug.

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Value going back?

Meditating across centuries What’s the value in going back? :- Doug.

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Human walking speed

Think, slow, human walking speed, across generations. :- Doug.

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Ancestors serve

Ancestors serve. :- Doug.

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Dwelling in ancestors

I dwell in the ancestors Ancestors dwell in me Generations in me I in them We converse :- Doug.

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Papunehang

To the extent I can touch the more basic, the better to converse across time spans. My words may no longer carry the meaning I assign to them. What was the thing the Indian Papunehang said to John Woolman? “I … Continue reading

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Overload the senses

Overload the senses, not by pouring upon them but by calling forth from them, not to take them out but to find what they may contain and produce, and then over again. :- Doug.

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Precedential times

Many say we are in unprecedented times. Rather, these are precedential times. :- Doug.

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Live well with dementia?

How does one live well with dementia? :- Doug.

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Message missing?

What message is missing for the person living with dementia? :- Doug.

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You are writing a novel

I happen to know you are writing a novel, and preparing a blog. What do you think might be your why? What might be your who? What gift do you want to give to humanity? :- Doug.

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Your bigger voice

My task is to help you find your bigger voice. :- Doug.

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Son of humus

I saw, I see, my role as beyond lawyer, beyond poet to human. Son of humus. :- Doug.

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Converser generations

I’m a converser with generations :- Doug.

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Our bigger voice

Our bigger voice let us help one another find :- Doug.

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My productive period

I am entering my productive period. I am maturing. :- Doug.

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Same weaving

We play We converse Same weaving :- Doug.

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