March is set to go out like a lion, which is, I believe, the way it came in. A partially sunny, breezy day. Although the day is presently warm, cold is to follow by tomorrow, along with copious rain. We have our first daffodils and a few bushes have begun to leaf out, yet most … Continue reading April’s Cusp
Today is a dull, gray, midwinter day, unseasonably warm in keeping with the last two years. A group of us friends has been meeting to sort out the election and its aftermath. For several members of the group, this is their first taste of colonialism at work, and the group is wrestling with the interweaving … Continue reading On Colonialism, Race, Identity, and Money
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 … Continue reading Words Are Medicine
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 … Continue reading Letter to the Settler Community During Hard Times
Dreaming the World 