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.

Gracias and Gratitude

The first morning in San Pancho, Mexico, I walked down to the corner cafe, a one room affair with two French doors open onto the street so that it feels like a covered porch, to buy a cup of coffee. Inside, there is a small counter, behind which a girl of about...

Monday Marching Orders

It was so interesting that the lessons in church yesterday, which are determined years ahead, spoke so clearly about current events, and the proper response to them. The Old Testament was from Micah– and ended with: “Act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly...

Sunday’s Thought: Keeping the Sabbath.

It was quite a week–  I’m still floating from the Governor’s Awards for the Arts and Humanities ceremony in Juneau Thursday night. To be included with the seven other awardees from across the state was a huge honor– and I’m trying not to...

Home, sort of. Juneau is close.

Yes, Mexico was wonderful– the light, the sand , the warmth, the palms and pink and red and white bougainvillea– I especially love the little town with its solid colorful buildings, the paint and beams and tiles. Of course the fruit and fresh corn...

Lucky and Blessed

This morning I woke up to the windy wet in Juneau in my daughter’s guest room. I listened to the sounds of the morning household in the dark– a baby cried and was soothed, a toddler greeted the day with happy riddles that sounded like he was speaking...

Fun

At the church Epiphany party Sunday, the one where traditionally we burn Christmas trees, eat cake with a baby Jesus or a ring hidden in it to determine who hosts the next party (and last one before Lent), and choose stars with attributes to guide us through the next...