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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Rain and Rainbows

Rain and Rainbows

The wind is still blowing but the rain let up, and the sky has bright moments. The light in late September  is beautiful when it shines through the gray. We three friends walked my two dogs and talked about the summer, how it went, was it good? Yes of course, except...

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What to Do About November

I rarely light candles except at the dinner table or on birthday cakes and special occasions. But that 'little light of mine' tune has been noodling around in my brain all week. Maybe that means it's time to celebrate the ordinary goodness of  fall days and long...

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Each Vote Counts (And No Shoving)

It's election eve, and might as well be Christmas Eve because I'm so excited. I love voting, and I really love this feeling the night before, in part  because I know this may be as good it gets-- but that's okay-- because tonight, I'm going to be optimistic...

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Sunday’s Thought

"Power at its best is love implementing the demands of justice. Justice at its best is love correcting everything that stands against love."-- Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. (From the back of St. Michael & All Angels All Saints Sunday leaflet.) Today in church Mother Jan...

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The Light of Trees and Grandmas

I am determined to attend yoga at least once a week this winter -- it is good for body and soul, plus, I have terrible balance and tip over when I do the tree pose on my bad leg side. (I know, I'm not supposed to call it bad, but it sometimes feels that way. There are...

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A Response to the Massacre in Pittsburgh

I'm just sick about the massacre of innocent people, grandmothers and great grandmothers, no less, in a Pittsburgh synagogue because they were Jewish or were police officers defending them during worship services. I can't even believe I just typed "because they were...

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Shake the Dust off of your Wings

I am home from daily walks on a farm road  in  the Hudson River Valley, to the windy wet beaches of Haines. A highlight of the trip was my Aunt's 90th birthday party. She is nimble minded, lives on her own, and stands up straight (as my yoga teacher says, one key to...

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