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.

Monday Morning News

First, some news. If you haven’t heard, there will be a special Haines Borough Assembly meeting tomorrow (Tuesday) in assembly chambers at 3pm to consider this resolution asking for a community wide vote on the chosen harbor expansion plan. Please come if you are...

Sunday’s Thought

A healthy society is one “in which people who orient around religion differently can disagree on some fundamental things and work together on other fundamental things…how do you have a society in which people who disagree on where to draw the line in the...

Anger is Poison, Revisited

I have been thinking about this line I shared with you from Garrison Keillor a few months back– and how it resonates so well with both local and national politics right now: “Anger is poison. Meet hostility with courtesy. Don’t spit into the wind....

Compassion and Song

This morning I had a note from a reader who recalled a poem I’d shared a while ago about kindness and empathy, that she knew ended with the word “bone”, and how she needed to hear it again, but couldn’t find it, and did I know what it was? Yes....

Let it Snow…

Of course all anyone is talking about is the snow– about a foot at our house– and how could it have been such a surprise? My friend Leigh said she looked out the window and dropped her morning glass of water right on the floor. Even my very organized...

Sunday’s Thought

From “Angels”, a poem by Mary Oliver: “I don’t care how many angels can dance on the head of a pin. It’s enough to know that for some people they exist, and that they dance.” This weekend we celebrated two birthdays in our family,...