October 27-A, 2022

Om Mani Padme Hum 10/26/2022 Oil Paint Rendered
We have lost the "we-ness" 
that holds things together.

There is no generic "we"
that we can count on being there,

Who comprises the "we" we call we?
Who are we talking about
when we talk about "we"?

I'm talking about the fifteen, or so,
regular readers/responders 
who drop in to see what I have to say
during a week.

We ground one another,
center, encourage, focus
each other
for the work that is ours to do.

We--as in everybody, everywhere,--
need sources of balance and harmony
in out lives
on a regular basis.

Where do we--as in the fifteen or so of us--
find that beyond here?

Music and the arts are a classic source,
nature and conversation from the heart
about things that matter,
poetry and literature.

I read the old (as in 500 BCE to 1,000 CE)
Taoist masters,
who talk about the same things
that need to be talked about here/now
(The important stuff never changes).

Whatever works for you needs to be returned to
on a regular basis.

And if you can enlarge your "we," 
that will help, too!


Published by jimwdollar

I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing. I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters and five granddaughters within about twenty minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.

6 thoughts on “October 27-A, 2022

  1. Hi Pete, I trust that you and Roberta are well and enjoying what is to be enjoyed about every day. You may know that Diane Dollar Harris and Susan Dollar both died this past year, and David is dealing with an infection created by his 6 year old replacement knee, with a replacement of the replacement looming, and we will see what comes after that. Judy and I are in the second week of a move that got us 13 miles and 23 minutes to the daughters and granddaughters in Charlotte, and the days are filled with family matters. May it be so for years to come! I’m glad to have you as a part of my “we,” and glad to be a part of yours! Mind how you go, as the British might say! — Jim


  2. I always look forward to your posts. Since task initiation and procrastination have long been with me in this lifetime, your posts remind me to cherish ordinary daily tasks as a way to enter the stream of living in the now.

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  3. I think we live at a pace we are not internally equipped to maintain. The natural world, and, we might say, “beach time,” runs at a slower rate than the corporate world of the day-to-day, with its clock-in and clock-out, its day-timers and 5-year plans, etc.

    I bank at an office building with a totally sterile environment, all black and silver, designed by someone who spends too little time with nature, and too much time with concrete and steel. We are, as members of the world’s population, increasingly becoming foreigners on our own birth planet. And we are developing symptoms objecting to a way of life that is not conducive to life. We resist the drift to soul-less-ness mindfully/consciously/deliberately refusing to be dragged into the frenzy of living faster than we are designed to go.

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