The sun sinks into itself at the same time it is expanding outward. Formed in the same cosmic whirlpool, the Earth does the same. The sinking is easy to see, and the […]
Sunearth and Earthsun
The Gifts of Winter
The Thule reed teaches in the winter, not in the spring or summer. At that time, it is not fully opened yet. It is the knot below that it is opening […]
Getting Our Land Back 6: Skookum Wawa
Skookum Wawa, in the jargon, Wawa, that sprang up at the intersection of Spanish, Nootka, Chinook, Kalapuyan, Tsinuk, Salishan, Sahaptin, English, French and Russian culture on the Northeast Coast of the Pacific, […]
The Language of Opening
In just the way the balsam roots open… … they find the openings made by deer, and I find them. Just as the siya? opens as clusters of flowers, long enough to […]
Ponderosa Pine’s World
The land has a spirit. You can find it in a dead ponderosa pine. You can find it in a living stone. In the long life record of pine bark and pitch. […]
Reading Balsam Root, Writing Earth, Reading Mind
Here’s a word. Don’t let abstraction fool you. Just be with her for a moment. As you can see, she’s a living creature. Don’t let her dead stalks fool you. Because they’re […]
What If We Stopped Reading Books?
What if we read the Earth instead? Not to collect it or sample it or catalogue or analyze it or fit it into a narrative we already know, but to read it. […]
Meander: the Flow of Thought
I think we’ve been discussing words long enough (here) to begin using them. Might be fun. Let’s give it a whirl. Blue Bunch Wheatgrass Whirlling, Big Bar Eskers When ore waters to […]
Summing Up the Journey Through Earth Intelligence and Artificial Intelligence So Far (and springing forward)
I have been exploring Artificial Intelligence and Earth Intelligence this year. I want to give some practical examples of how Earth Intelligence can be used. As a first step, I have been […]
What is Will, Anyway?
I was talking about the mind of the wilderness. If you want to refresh the conversation, have a look here: The Mind of the Wilderness. Some Mind at Work The rose bush […]
