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Category: Ecofeminist Musings
How NOT to rewild
Sometimes I do stupid shit. You can read about my stupid shit doing and maybe skip doing it yourself. I was walking along the most beautiful river in the world, but I wasn’t paying attention. I don’t remember what I was thinking about, but it had nothing to do with what was around me. After… Continue reading How NOT to rewild
The journey
(So, you’re actually seeing this a few days after it happened. I guess telling you kind of defeats the purpose of pre-posting, but I felt dishonest not saying that.) I leave the little big city at midnight because, as usual, that’s the time of day I get my shit together. I drive out of town… Continue reading The journey
The rootedness of wandering.
He was a wanderer, and that only makes it harder to hold on to your self. Because the thing about wandering is you don’t put down roots, and without roots, without history, without stories of who you are and where you came from and how you fit in, you can slip out of context. -Charles… Continue reading The rootedness of wandering.
They try to lock up Robert Mulford, but their system collapses on itself.
Back in February and March, a group of non-violent war protesters went to different Senator’s and Congressmen’s offices and read the names of those who’ve died in the Iraq war. When the offices closed Rob Mulford was moved to continue reading non-violently and they arrested him and charged him with three counts of criminal trespass… Continue reading They try to lock up Robert Mulford, but their system collapses on itself.
Coming to Alaska (an interview with my mom)
(In other words, perhaps it’s genetic.) So tell me about coming to Alaska? Back in 1979 I was at one of those turning points in my life. I hated my job. I was breaking up from a long term relationship. And I was graduating with a Masters degree in special ed. I decided that if… Continue reading Coming to Alaska (an interview with my mom)
An amazing piece of feminist history.
Have you heard of the Seneca Women’s Encampment for a Future of Peace and Justice? I hadn’t. It’s not mentioned in any history book I’ve ever read. But it should be. Check it out. Thousands and thousands of women camped here for a decade in protest of nuclear war and the arms race. But they… Continue reading An amazing piece of feminist history.
Stripping, drinking, and profundity.
The Divine is not seperate from the Beast. -Lenore Kendell I don’t normally drink at all (tho there was a time when I regularly knocked down 20+ drinks every night at work). So last night when it was slow at the begining of the night and I drank two glasses of whine with a sweet… Continue reading Stripping, drinking, and profundity.
The Polar Bears are Dying. Don't Worry, There's Nothing We Can Do Anyway.
At least in Alaska this makes front page news. In the lower forty eight it gets tucked away on the back page, “oh yeah, and the planet is about to be cooked alive along with all of us who live on it. But that’s not very interesting, so go back to the front page and… Continue reading The Polar Bears are Dying. Don't Worry, There's Nothing We Can Do Anyway.
Late night with the geese.
I’m running through the woods barefoot in the dark. I am the ground before my feet touch it, so I don’t make any missteps. Running in the dark is really good for my awareness. I don’t look, but I know it when I run past a squirrel in a tree, and when a grouse ducks… Continue reading Late night with the geese.