A dream: Ours is a watery planet. Molecules of water carry memory and bind us to the tides and the cycles of the moon. We each hold all of earth’s memory, a gift from the water, although few of us unlock that knowing. Water and sky and trees are one, made of the same stuff, … Continue reading Watery Dreaming
A cool, dark day. Every now and then a scattering of raindrops fall among the spring blossoms. We are living in hard times. So many are dying of Covid19, other illnesses, and hunger, deaths that might have been avoided by timely, compassionate action by our leaders. So many are frightened and desperate, and the young … Continue reading A Dream for Hard Times
The sun is summer high, having drifted almost as far north as it will go, and the day will be hot. The sky is streaked with light clouds, promising increasing humidity. After only a couple of days of dry weather the garden looks thirsty. Perhaps a sign of the times: last night I dreamt I … Continue reading A Dream
My mom identified as settler while my dad identified as Native. It seemed that mom had room in her sense of identity for only one part of her heritage. Dad took a more nuanced view of things, making room for his European ancestors while primarily understanding himself as Native. Because of this, there was, in … Continue reading Binaries and the Shaman’s Dreaming
