Monthly Archives: March 2020

Live your dying

Posted on March 19, 2020 by dgermann

Live your dying. :- Doug.

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Meet dying

Posted on March 19, 2020 by dgermann

Don’t deny dying. See what’s there. Meet. :- Doug.

We can be in the dying, with the person, with our own dying. It is living up to our dying and our loved one, attuned to the larger in life. If we die mostly as we have lived, if we … Continue reading →

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Asks of us

Posted on March 19, 2020 by dgermann

Living asks of us Dying asks of us Grieving asks of us :- Doug.

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Shape of money

Posted on March 18, 2020 by dgermann

This lady needs our help. Together. And help is not always in the shape of money. :- Doug.

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Kindly turn away

Posted on March 18, 2020 by dgermann

I am going to die. I am not conscious of dying at this moment. What can it mean to these days to remember my death, my dying? I want to converse at that time. I want to not avoid the … Continue reading →

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Conversing through these rapids

Posted on March 18, 2020 by dgermann

Seems to me that the fear of death and dying in this culture is at least a fear of talking about them, of conversing through these rapids. :- Doug.

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Vocabulary for this dying

Posted on March 18, 2020 by dgermann

There is not a ready vocabulary for this dying. Will I be able to express this with my course-mates? With family? Friends?I can only try. I can only take a breath and see what comes up. :- Doug.

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A shh that speaks

Posted on March 17, 2020 by dgermann

You cannot see it if You cannot say it And yet… There is a shh That speaks to our knowing :- Doug.

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language for no language

Posted on March 17, 2020 by dgermann

One of the things a poet works at for the rest of us is developing a language for things for which we have no language. For instance, death. :- Doug.

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Conversation with death

Posted on March 17, 2020 by dgermann

Let us have a conversation with death. :- Doug.

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In the dying room

Posted on March 17, 2020 by dgermann

Being in the dying room the task is witnessing. You witness my dying, ask me about what is going on, what I’m thinking with a far away look. I witness to you my thoughts, prayers, wishes, needs, and not having … Continue reading →

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Life and the dying

Posted on March 17, 2020 by dgermann

Is this subject legal? Well, is it illegal? It is living. That’s what I want to lead us to learn: life and the dying of it. :- Doug.

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What an ancestor does

Posted on March 16, 2020 by dgermann

We do not know what an ancestor is, what an ancestor does. It is a bigger role than being parent. It is a bigger role than being known. It might be effected in story. Stories we tell, stories told of … Continue reading →

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Ancestor you

Posted on March 16, 2020 by dgermann

Turn Turn your face From where you were heading From whom you were To the ancestors from whom you come To the ancestor you are becoming Turn :- Doug.

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Resting or wresting?

Posted on March 16, 2020 by dgermann

Am I resting when I ought be wresting? :- Doug.

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bones to sustain

Posted on March 16, 2020 by dgermann

If humans feel homeless in the New World, if it is in part because they have no bones of their ancestors to sustain, then what will happen when we travel to the stars, go into suspended animation for our light … Continue reading →

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