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.
“Remember what you love. Remember what loves you. Remember in this tide of hate what love is.”- Rebecca Solnit I have just returned from a trip to New York City with my daughter and granddaughter. They had never been before. The biggest surprise? How safe they felt,...
If I were young again, I’d pay attention to that little-known dimension, a taste of endless time. It’s just like water- it runs right though your fingers.– Chris Smithers from his song, “Leave the Light On” The power has been out a lot...
Well, it’s snowing today in Haines, the first of the season, with a winter weather advisory and everything. We are in Tenakee Springs. Down in the tropics on Chichagof Island (for a few more days) where it is raining, again. But yesterday was a beautiful day...
It is easier, I think, to have faith in something greater than ourselves, and to trust that this too shall pass when you live in a place that demands awe and wonder pretty much all the time – ( well, when the clouds lift anyway…) Still, this campaign...
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...
“Meanwhile the world goes on. / Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of rain/ are moving across the landscapes,/ over the prairies and the deep trees,/ the mountains and the rivers./ Meanwhile, the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,/are heading home...