Category Archives: Eldering

Keep on doing what you’re doing and with eyes turned toward humanicity, fingers light on the dial, hands open for possibility. :- Doug.

I find in my imagination: washing, turning, dancing together, ancestors all verbs all, tumbling along, envisioning, imagining, human-ing, streaming, making possibles; you and I, doings, turning together across centuries, laughing. :- Doug.

Steady or not, paddling or not, but conscious, with purpose, be. Be in the streaming. Be ancestor. Be love. :- Doug.

To teach is to shrink possibilities; to draw out is to grow generations. :- Doug.

Michael Pollan writes that the tulips in some sense owned their humans. A truer sense may be some partaking verb—playing, dancing, chorale-ing. Both are changed, bruised: in this the deeper conversation. :- Doug.

The conversation is at least in part not with any of us; rather with the ongoing. Elders becoming ancestors touching babes becoming seven year olds. . . . :- Doug.

Leave open to generations—a possibility—of speaking back, of speaking forward. :- Doug.

What beings already communicate among generations? —flowers through bees —corn, potatoes, apples through human meddling —us with grandchildren —bees with flowers and their colors —burrs by way of foxes —eggs by way of chickens —hopscotch by way of children of … Continue reading →

Who will aid humanicity? :- Doug.

The wondering ancestor :- Doug.