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.
Advent Thoughts Dec. 21, Winter Solstice.

Advent Thoughts Dec. 21, Winter Solstice.

It is the darkest day of the year, and in church we light the Advent candle for Love. I am feeling so much love. Just not the kind I want to, right now. As my granddaughter says, I have a lot of feelings. They say you can balance an egg upright on the equinox. If I...
Advent Dec 20 ( A Light Story)

Advent Dec 20 ( A Light Story)

  The day is young, and windy and cold, and it’s  already getting behind me, and  while Heather Cox Richardson says  “Let’s a take a night off” and posts a photo of Maine, I ‘m no Heather Cox Richardson. Anne Lamott makes me happy...
Advent Thought (s) Dec. 19 Celebrate the Shadows

Advent Thought (s) Dec. 19 Celebrate the Shadows

I walked today almost  alone,– just the dogs and me– in circles, with my back to the wind down on the beach, and then into the wind in  protected woods. I did this for an hour in between work or chores or choices or whatever it is I do all day–...
Dec. 18 Advent Scenes (love and joy)

Dec. 18 Advent Scenes (love and joy)

Here is a postcard from December 18– sunny, cold ( it’s 1 degree right now) north gales to 50 knots. Sometimes I see life in scenes,  like movies with stories in them– and today I saw a bunch of them– yesterday too for that matter. The best one...
Advent Thought (s) Dec. 17 Ring the Bells

Advent Thought (s) Dec. 17 Ring the Bells

“Ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack, a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.”– Leonard Cohen from his song Anthem. Beth and I rang the bell for the Salvation Army’s Christmas donation...
Advent Thought Dec. 16, We Will Rock You

Advent Thought Dec. 16, We Will Rock You

Leaving the grocery store, a young man carried my bags out to the car in shirt sleeves. The wind scoured Main Street. I was wrapped in down and wool—“I can make two trips,” I said, “you will get frostbite.” He said he doesn’t feel the cold, and as we walked to my car,...