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Returning to Indra’s Net
A stormy spring day, heavy rain and wind abounding. Outside, a few birds brave the elements in order to feed as green creeps across the landscape. Today the outside world mirrors the within space, and the mood of the world.
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Letter to the Settler Community During Hard Times
A chilly, windy, soggy few days. Birds are flocking the feeder. We participate in a few European-American dominated discussion groups, all of which have now moved online. In each I find that whenever I try to bring Native issues and experience into the conversation I am met with literal silence. Inevitably the conversation is immediately…
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Speechless
A dark, chilly day following a day and night of rain. It is a great day to plant bushes! We’ve been hunkered in, still working and doing what we can to support friends and family. I’m committed to be of use, but given I am still dealing with fatigue, I cannot do as much as…
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Sheltering In Place
A rainy day. Somehow it seems more like October than March. As the rains have fallen this week, color has begun to creep across the landscape. I have not posted in a while. The simple tasks of everyday life have taken over, along with fretting and, at times, worrying. The constant barrage of information, misinformation,…
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