She uses gravity to walk through time and to lift up what is low and bring it to the sky. This is what time looks like.
Ponderosa and Her Daughters
Hawk Above Coyote Bluff: Becoming the Land Walking
In my country, human consciousness is created when human animals engage in the weaving of the earth together with its spiritual stories. They are often recorded in the land, waiting to be […]
Walking and the Sixth Sense
As you walk through the Commonage in the North Okanagan Valley, the spirits of the land rise and fall and shift around you in waves, sometimes high in the sky … sometimes […]
Spirit Cliff Above Kalamalka Lake
The time before the time of human life is stone and memory. Lynx and Frog are having a chat that goes on forever. The ponderosa women listen in. Their spirit collects at […]
Of Cashews and Creativity
This is a cashew. Staghorn Sumac This is a cashew. Really. Source. This is a cashew: Poison Ivy There are many other cashews in the world. Mangos … … and pistachios … … for […]
The Spirit of the Okanagan
Imagine looking up at the hill and seeing the spirit that has been there for 12,000 years for the first time. 450,000 people live in the Okanagan/Okanogan Valley. For all of us, […]
Stepping Stones through the Posthuman Swamp
Living in the early 21st Century is sure wild, isn’t it. Welcoming Figure, Aquamarin Hair Salon, Jena, Germany Think of it. You go in this building to get your hair done, which […]
Rivers of Light Among the Stars
In my country, the sun looks like this the long winter through. Garry Oaks, Finlayson Point, Vancouver Island In the coastal savannahs and the throat of the Columbia River, which brings the […]
The First Principle of Creation
Let me show you something beautiful. Call it bunchgrass if you like. The form of these is a balance between all the forces acting upon them. Their spacing, for example, is a […]
Byzantine Creativity
Byzantium! The eastern roman capital, that survived until the Turks made it Istanbul. Early Christians in the Thousand Year Empire In Twentieth Century Poetry, it holds a beloved place. At midnight on the […]
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