Hiking high in the mountains, I seek freshwater streams flowing from glaciers. Cupping my hands for a drink is heaven.
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Featured Writing
Here Try Some of This Ointment
Imagine life where everyone pitches in with a mix of chores and creative leisure. One barely sees this balance from today’s towers of ranking prey.
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The Beautiful Live Wire of 2024
Out here on the Coast we locate our ways of feeding our souls and we’re best when we keep regular with them, car or not, rain-wet mess man or whatever. [Read More]
Tax-and-Spend Tourism Devours our Coast
Appetites have hugely altered this place first recorded by explorers as “No-cost,” an ironic name for the spendy spot where residents and visitors haggled over blubber. [Read More]
READ ALL ABOUT IT! 1999
I’m a Bruce Lee of Christmas book-wrapping
just slaying everything I’m handed.
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A Memorable Christmas
As evening approaches, the wind is exceptionally harsh as we walk the two country miles to the village. The stars are so distant, and my hands are cold. [Read More]
Exchanging gifts with Ursula
Le Guin’s writing has inspired me to question authority ever since my classmates and I read her work in school. [Read More]
Watershed Folk
Awareness of our common bond grows in these little events. Each gathering brings us a baby step closer to knowing how sacred this place is. [Read More]
Local citizens could rejuvenate democracy
Apparently some leaders need a refresher lesson on consent. A comparison between civic governance and interpersonal relations is appropriate. When someone expresses a desire for friendship, starts giving hugs, this does not mean it’s OK to pursue sex with them. Even if romance does unfold, pay attention if the person says no at any point.
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Charging up our Song
Spirit cracked open
my mumblypeg mind with
heart-to-heart conversation.
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The Last of Us to Look Back
You pull hard enough and you can break
a connection a lot of times.
How many hundreds of miles were we marched
down our Trail of Tears before some of
those connections to our corn snapped?
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Mornings Like These
blue autumnal frosts lace the arbors like a silhouette
frozen brambles litter the forest floor
stillness roams out from under the canopy
what was hidden gives way to a season of knowing
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