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.

Lord make me an instrument of your peace!

Where there is hatred let me sow love;

Where there is injury, pardon;

Where there is doubt faith;

Where there is despair, hope;

Where there is darkness, light;

Where there is sadness, joy.

O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;

To be understood as to understand;

To be loved as to love.

– A prayer attributed to St. Francis of Assisi