Monthly Archives: January 2019
Travel in foggy air
Whoever says “I” must always and ever move I once thought myself solid, now I am dissolved Torn to shreds, scattered in acid pools I now touch wider ground and travel in foggy air Whoever is no longer is—more: affects … Continue reading
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richly wrestle you
memories richly wrestle you you will want to cry “uncle” but we will not let you :- Doug.
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Meant to be corrosive
Eldering is meant to be corrosive. :- Doug.
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Evanescing
Elders work toward an expansiveness, evanescing, and evaporating of being of, for, and by the generations :- Doug.
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To be shaped
How to allow ourselves to be shaped by generations to come? :- Doug.
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In creative moments elders
In creative moments some elders move beyond the limitations of their age :- Doug.
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Eldering reverses art
Eldering reverses art presenting the people with new problems and elements :- Doug.
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At last the real
At last the real permeating widening :- Doug.
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new elements
The elder is presented with—seeks—new elements, issues, and pathways, seeing these as valuable for the generations. :- Doug.
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Another way to
It may be wisdom like spirit does not inhabit the elder rather another way to :- Doug.
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Grandpa may be
Grandpa may be an endangered species :- Doug.
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What do elders value?
What do elders value? Learning; spiritual exploration; non-material completing and fulfillment; meaning and purpose; peace with the world; :- Doug.
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What we still or yet
What we still or yet is not our question rather what we now :- Doug.
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From this moment on
From this moment on, honor your insights :- Doug.
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