Category: First Nations
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This Is How It Is For Me
The day began, as many have of late, in deep fog. Now there is ample sun and warmth, the light literally bouncing off the leaves. The summer solstice occurred Saturday late afternoon in the Northern Hemisphere. We gathered with friends virtually last evening to share ceremony and conversation. Grief was present as we struggled to…
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What kind Of Future Do We Want?
A lovely June morning, filled with dazzling light. The irises and peoples are abloom! As I have watched events unfurl around the country I have been think about how the failures of several administrations have created the current emergencies. I think sometimes that the last truly caring president was Jimmy Carter. That seems like a…
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We Are All Shaman
This morning the irises in our garden have burst into bloom, and the yard is looking downright tropical. I want to take a few moments to share a memory with you. It was nearly twenty years ago now, and I was sitting in a clearing deep in the Amazon with my friend and mentor, Dr.…
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Words Are Medicine
We are in a windy, sun saturated weather pattern, with chilly nights and warm days. The gardens need rain. I have been participating in a couple of groups that are organized around discussing politics. I enjoy the time with folks who are perhaps slowly becoming friends.; I am also struggling as I find the conversations…
