I live and write on Lingít Aaní, and gratefully acknowledge the past, present and future caretakers of this beautiful place, the Jilkaat Kwaan and Jilkoot Kwaan.

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Cops and Rabbits

Cops and Rabbits

"There is joy in all"--  from Welcome Morning, a poem by Anne Sexton. First let's get our bearings: 6:10 am. Light.  It's raining, lightly, not much wind, the buds are greening, so is the seaweed and the grass. The tide is out and the river flats are full of ducks,...

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The Morning After

The Morning After

Everyone wants to know what is happening. There isn't much news. It still so early in the morning. I couldn't sleep. Most of us didn't. The search was called off last night because it was too dangerous. It's like we are shattered emotionally and physically. Everything...

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State of Emergency in Haines. Floods and Landslides.

State of Emergency in Haines. Floods and Landslides.

We are okay, but Haines is not. So that means no one really is, you know? We are like a family here. People in flood/slide danger zones are staying in motels or with friends and family. There is currently an evacuation by boat of Lutak residents. "Shine a light to...

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The First of December is Covered with Rain

The First of December is Covered with Rain

...And full of  prayers in tatters in the wind. So many. O Mother Mary pray for us now and in the hour of our need. An atmospheric river of rain is predicted. 10 inches of rain. A blizzard of rain. And the wind took out the power twice already. Once when we were...

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An Advent Walk

An Advent Walk

“People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize..." ― Thich Nhat Hanh, The Miracle...

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Gratitude

Gratitude

Gratitude is different than thanks, don't you think? It's deeper, like a base layer in the language of appreciation. It’s been snowing and snowing now for most of November. As Chip said today looking out at the heavy flakes falling like mittens as my friend Becky...

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Love Letters

Love Letters

My dad spent the night at my sister's last night, because they we sort of snowed in with the sudden snow squall  after dinner and it seemed best not to drive down the hill to our house. Chip has gone deer hunting for a few weeks, and had left on the ferry in the early...

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