It is a commonplace myth in contemporary critical thinking that there is no such thing as place. Anyone who says this has not watched the coyotes return from a night hunting in […]
Coyote My Brother
A Meditation on Respect
After 150 years on the Plateau, the struggle between the Syilx commons and the private property of Settler culture has become institutionalized. On the foundation that cities are representations of historical and […]
Northern Oregon and the Cold War
Here’s a map of Oregon from 1846. The line that divides it in half is the proposed border along the 49th parallel, that became law twelve years later and separated British and […]
Haig-Brown and the Energy of the Universe
What if these yellow asparagus ferns in the fall were not wild? What if there were no wilderness? That’s no far-fetched, really. In Nu-chal-nuth culture, on the long beaches and rocky islets […]
These Are the People
Sometimes a man just has to say what is in his heart. I have been writing about the creator of environmental consciousness in the settler culture of British Columbia, on the North […]
I am a Weed and Proud of It
Would you call this a weed? Russian Thistle aka Tumbleweed How about this? Full Bloom! I found four colour variants today: Gold, Yellow, Pink, and Red. What is a weed? The everyday […]
The Birth of Language on Mara Lake
Two fish stare from deep in the subconscious, in rocks that naturally wear into patterns humanly recognizable as faces. Mara Lake It’s a good place for some magic. Here’s a couple other […]
Moving Into Turtle Island and Living in the Sun
I have come to the point at which the land and my self are one. It is not a politically correct space, but there it is. This is what I look like […]
When the Sun Sets It’s Time to Make a Bed of Wild of Thistles
In Palouse Falls, the world of the heart below the falls is separated from the world of dream above it. Here is a thistle plant at dusk in the world of the […]
Sacred Palouse Falls
The sacred pipe of Palouse Falls is lit by the sun … … even while the moon draws its stories onward as smoke … Peregrine Falcon Perch Under the Early Morning […]
Okanagan Okanogan 