Category Archives: Eldering

Resting or wresting?

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

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bones to sustain

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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Imprisoned

Took in a TED talk yesterday of prisoners reading bedtime stories to their children via video recording. It has application to us, imprisoned in 2020s thinking, wanting to converse with our grandchildren’s grandchildren. Love can be communicated beyond our bars. … Continue reading

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Using your dominant hand

When you catch yourself using your dominant hand, think of the grandchildren, of what puts the twinkle in their eye. :- Doug.

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Fluttering quivering nuances

Yet I am catching a whiff of something that will add profundity to our course. Perhaps we will weep for those who are forgotten between now and 300 years. Weep to remember them. Weep to bring them forth as carers … Continue reading

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Make count

Make this day count Make this conversation count :- Doug.

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Human for their grandchildren

Your task, elder, is to be human for those wanting, needing to be more human for their grandchildren. Think on this a few seconds every hour. :- Doug.

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Dying with a gift?

What are the dying doing? My answer has been: Living. I thought it profound. It is. But is there a profounder? Can we die purposely, with a gift to those who die after? :- Doug.

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Dizzying in dying

Dizzying in dying lost in my spinning head what words to tell and who will tell the ending of my story? :- Doug.

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Seeking ignorance

Of what new things will people of 300 years from now be ignorant? What ignorance ought to be sought? :- Doug.

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No so self-reliant?

How much of what we think of humanity, life, death, and responsibility, is the result of thinking of people as self-reliant individuals? What if our thinking on these and other substantial topics started first with families, groups, togethers? :- Doug.

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One of the many

A glimpse: Aboriginal peoples of whom I have read seem to see people as a species among many, sharing. We tend to see humans as the regal species, in control. If superintelligence arrives at being more in control than we, … Continue reading

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Make time for poetry

Make time for poetry Space for your own poetry :- Doug.

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Wrestles us to ground

Major poetry wrestles us to ground To the unwanted ground of our being Twists and turns out our bowels Wrenches and disjoints us Wrests perchance a hint of our real From living days From our dying :- Doug.

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Grandchild seek

Grandchild seek to be of use to your grandchildren to life to larger yet :- Doug.

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Skill-worthy

Dying—the wrestling with dying— is skill-worthy and you worthy of that skill study those who are at least don’t back away don’t run stand in that raging wind for such a poet this work is not difficult it is the … Continue reading

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Wrestle with the wonder

Wrestle with the wonder the surprise of this moment what you knew about life is dying :- Doug.

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