Category Archives: Eldering

It’s not niceness

Care is a financial transaction Caring is compassion Fellow-being (not feeling) It’s not niceness It’s getting to real :- Doug.

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forgetting what I planned to say

Our strength is in our weaknesses so mine might be in lost words forgetting what I planned to say in midst not beyond :- Doug.

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truly patient

Says the Alzheimer’s truly patient with Rumi There is a field out beyond knowing I’ll take you there We are frightened this one is not :- Doug.

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If to be alive has value

If to be alive has value to experience to see your mortality then a person of accumulating years and loosening mind is worthy for us to engage :- Doug.

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loosed of her mind

Where can the person by Alzheimer’s loosed of her mind take us if we let loose of our needs? Is there some place more profound than we know? :- Doug.

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beyond competence

I am moving beyond competence. :- Doug.

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I’m old, growing

I’m old, growing. :- Doug.

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an old friend

It’s not unsafe to acknowledge a stranger across the room as an old friend. :- Doug.

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Dentist office

Dentist office waiting room mother showing child a drawing toy together shaping creating the man in the boy :- Doug.

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Alzheimer’s stage

Maybe Alzheimer’s is not a disease A stage of human development Beyond :- Doug.

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we set fruit

We flower, we leaf, we set fruit we shed our leaves, our seeds sprout we wither, we die, we go on :- Doug.

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My brokenness

My brokenness is my art :- Doug.

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the voice for the soul of this community

I see we can be the voice for the soul of this community. :- Doug.

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Mary Jo died this morning

Mary Jo died this morning another string is severed like when my parents died again and more we float free :- Doug.

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Where the tunnels intersect

Deeper is where the tunnels intersect. :- Doug.

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our comfort

Disorientation may be our comfort. :- Doug.

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higher level of caring

We are in a position to foster—to generate—a new and higher level of caring for elders in our community. :- Doug.

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