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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Remember to Remember

Remember to Remember

From 6:30 to 7:00 am  I joined a meditation on-line with Richard Rohr’s Center for Contemplation. It began with a Mary Oliver prose poem that I had not read, Of the Empire. She wrote it in 2008 in response to the question, how will future generations remember us? It...

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A Little Lightness of Being

A Little Lightness of Being

I did not check the news first thing. Instead, I washed the bowl and pans from the molasses cookies I baked last night, and slightly burned, because I was distracted by singing along to country songs. Washing dishes while listening to the morning news on the radio is...

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Sunday’s Thoughts

Sunday’s Thoughts

I have spent the morning trying to find a suitable inspirational quote for Sunday, and I’m struggling. None of them are what I want to read to this morning, now that the virus has spread to more people in Ketchikan, which seems awfully close, and so why would you?...

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Messages in the Sand

Messages in the Sand

People are leaving messages in the sand, and little gifts, like heart shaped rocks for others to see. Across the river snow is sliding off the mountains and it looks like one bear den is open up high. (You can see the muddy tracks on the snow.) The squirrels are...

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Home for Spring

Home for Spring

This morning Chip looked at the fur dust bunnies swirling around the kitchen floor and said, " What if they discover that golden retriever hair cures the Corona virus? Then we can open a health spa." I'm glad he's laughing. Chip is stressed for all kinds of good...

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All Eyes are Smiling

All Eyes are Smiling

Meet Emilia Ann! She arrived yesterday morning at dawn in Juneau. (It was a long day Sunday and a long night but all are well and very happy.) She came into the world with a hi-five, her hand reaching out, eyes open with wonder, and, just like in the movies, I heard...

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Sunday’s Thought

Sunday’s Thought

Before I left for Australia I said goodbye to a friend who was dying of lung cancer. As I watched her daughter give her a manicure, I was suddenly so sad, in that way that is like a wave washing over you. I won't see her again. Then I thought, who knows if she will go...

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