I tend toward anger when my heart is not received. Strange! I should tend toward compassion. Compassion for the other. Compassion for my own soul wanting to feel and express anger over the hurt. It is OK to fight, I … Continue reading →

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share hearts

Posted on February 17, 2015 by dgermann

This is a work that lets me share my heart. :- Doug.

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dogs and horses chasing each other

Posted on February 15, 2015 by dgermann

The dogs and horses are chasing each other around next door. Perhaps to get warm, perhaps just in joy. :- Doug.

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sit a beat

Posted on February 14, 2015 by dgermann

Let yourself sit a beat with this :- Doug.

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Patience too is action

Posted on February 13, 2015 by dgermann

Patience too is action Emptying goes beyond patient waiting Emptying too is action :- Doug.

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As I grow older

Posted on February 12, 2015 by dgermann

As I grow older some things are slowing others speeding :- Doug.

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Own anything you want

Posted on February 10, 2015 by dgermann

Own anything you want in your Will you can! & then give it away to whomever you wish! Give the White House to your garbage collector the moon to President Lincoln to your children the entire saved-from-your-lifetime contents of your … Continue reading →

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Sleeping on a question

Posted on February 9, 2015 by dgermann

Sleeping on a question gives you opportunity to lie down beside it close your mouth let the question do its work let it open your heart and ears so it can speak lowly slowly there floating you might brush Sleep … Continue reading →

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Will us eyes

Posted on February 9, 2015 by dgermann

Will us eyes eyes you have loved ones with crinkles in the corner ones which pull on dimples ones with tears and ones which see into your deeps :- Doug.

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die, used up

Posted on February 9, 2015 by dgermann

To meet is to drop shields, expose our most vulnerable, tender, growing parts, and to risk mobilizing just these. We may indeed fall and die. We cannot be sure how far those immediately behind us get. But we know that … Continue reading →

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In poetic law

Posted on February 8, 2015 by dgermann

In poetic law, we not only do but ponder: in gifts and donees we see meaning; beyond Dollars and numbers love. We look among the trees and find forests & paths & sunlit openings. In streams flowing we find future … Continue reading →

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