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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Telephone Tuesday. Make a Call (or Three)

Telephone Tuesday. Make a Call (or Three)

“The entire edifice of American justice is built on the conviction that there is no guilt without proof beyond reasonable doubt — and that there is no unimportant person, at least not in the eyes of the law.” – Bret Stephens Lisa Murkowski  202-224-6665, Dan Sullivan...

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Betwixt and Between

Betwixt and Between

I have been thinking about liminal spaces a lot lately. Part of it is having spent a winter of Sundays hanging out with poets whose creativity blooms in those transformational places, and part of it is acknowledging that the pandemic has not only been a long Lent, but...

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Sunday’s Thought

Sunday’s Thought

"The physical landscape is baffling in its ability to transcend whatever we would make of it. It is as subtle in its expression as turns of the mind, and larger than our grasp; and yet still knowable." -Barry Lopez, Arctic Dreams It's been 52 weeks since I began doing...

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Tip Toe Through the Snow Berms…

Tip Toe Through the Snow Berms…

This weather has me singing "What a difference a day makes, twenty-four little hours..." Wednesday: Thursday around noon: And a little later the same day, more storm clouds rolled in: Today this is that view. We woke to shin deep snow and it's still snowing on and...

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Luck and a Snowstorm

Luck and a Snowstorm

I have meant to say hello all day, but time got away from me, what with the snow, the shoveling, the trip to the DMV to get my Real ID (or try to, more on that another day.) I had planned to say something wise and witty, but instead there was this-- and I just love...

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Sunday’s Thought

Sunday’s Thought

May I live this day Compassionate of heart, Clear in word, Gracious in awareness, Courageous in thought, Generous in love.     -From John O'Donahue's blessings Zen poets talk about the moments when the writing reveals something spiritual, a voice from another room, or...

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Space Between Us

Space Between Us

I stole the title of this post from the book I'm reading in small bits these days. Mornings and evenings. After lunch for a minute. Now, while Dad naps, again. To Bless the Space Between Us, A Book of Blessings is by the late John O'Donahue. Actually, let's just call...

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