I am borne Elizabeth, a daughter of a long line of settlers. I recognize innumerable harm done to peoples living along the Quinibequin (long winding river) and Chesapeake (shellfish bay) watersheds. Some of my family settled in the Tidewater of Maryland in the 1600s...
Part III Honoring Anishinaabe Treaties In the tangle of human failures of fear, greed, and forgetfulness, the sun gives clarity.… the sun is a relative, and illuminates our path.Our earth is shifting. We can all see it.I hear from my Yupik relatives up north that...
Part II of the Anishinaabe SojournSunrise Sunrise, as you enter the houses of everyone here, find us.We struggled with a monster and lost.Our bodies were tossed in the pile of kill.We were ashamed and we told ourselves for a thousand years,We didn’t deserve anything...
I AM A VISITOR ON A JOURNEY. My work is to learn from the Earth and the people living close to the Earth. I’m a visitor who arrived for the Peoples Treaty Gathering in northern MN. I listened to Jasper* welcome 30 of us on Saturday morning at the Manewog Camp. I was...
National Grid plans to construct a one-mile gas pipeline along Huntington Ave, in Boston. Incredulous. MA has sufficient energy currently for all nations living in MA. Why bury money and sink gas (methane, more accurately) under Boston’s streets. All MA methane is...
Police are discriminating against people of color, black and brown are getting stopped, frisked and killed. April 14 was Stop Mass Incarceration Day: police cannot continue to kill innocent citizens. This week is also Heat Week at Harvard U. Today students have closed...
I wrestle with what Holy Spirit asks of me. Since I swim in the waters of the empire called the USA, I'm blinded by my culture. This full moon the Spirit presents stronger than ever as Gaia. I’m reflecting this month on Native American voices that I heard in a book...
I am growing slowly, steadily. Imagine a dandelion, stretching its yellow tendrils. in the face of climate disaster I’m humbled but not cowed. I am reconfiguring the pieces of my life. The tempests, the droughts, the melting ice caps are speaking to us louder than any...
Most days I say I’m not afraid. Then I see a picture of a circle of elephants or a picture of a flock of swans and I’m struck by beauty and fear. My sons are just out of college with no thought of having children. Yet in my dreams a grandchild with big eyes looks up...
Remember the old Lutheran image of there’s a devil sitting on one shoulder telling you to go ahead and do the vice and the angel on the other shoulder telling you to be good and behave properly? As a Quaker it’s a struggle to love myself and change myself. SometimesI...