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Do Not Ask Rock to Be Rain

Flower pushes through a crack in Rock, barely a crack, yet there it is, a Flower. Such a small fragile Being, to meet the challenge of Rock, to emerge into the light of day, its tiny self reaching bravely toward Sun. And Spirit says, “Dear One, you are growing in such a rocky place. YouContinue reading “Do Not Ask Rock to Be Rain”

The Land is Not Sad

“The Spirit of the Land is not sad. Even though we may be on the path to destruction, the Land is not sad. This is the way of death and life and death and life. Do we grieve the loss of dinosaurs? There will again be life, even if it is not human life. ThereContinue reading “The Land is Not Sad”

Lament for a Civilization

There is no change, no plan, no amputation,No nurse with power to heal,None to take us by the shoulderto look us in the eye and warnof danger there insidethis fascination to wring every ounce of lifefrom this slow death. There is no hope of change, no coming back.This death will come, must come.Is it notContinue reading “Lament for a Civilization”

Twenty years ago this month, I fell into politics.

Twenty years ago this month, I fell into politics. I’d known for some time that something was coming, something was changing in my life. Every time I felt into it, I got an image of myself in a canoe, being told to lie down, and not even peek over the edge to see where theContinue reading “Twenty years ago this month, I fell into politics.”

A Chat with Crow

A poem from today’s wander, by Alice and Crow Caw, caw, caw! said She.Caa, caa, caa, said I,Mispronounced, too soft a tone. She, patient, tried again, head cocked,Again, again,Caw, caw, caw!No language shared,I listened with my heart. She on treetop, I on soil –One landscape, two perspectives,No right or wrong,No Left or Right,Just love ofContinue reading “A Chat with Crow”