This is not Palo Santo…

This is not Palo Santo…

This is not Palo Santo. Nothing against that beautiful herb, but it doesn’t live here, and I realize I don’t even know what it looks like! A quick google search turns up almost exclusively pics of sticks for sale. So here’s the thing: we burn palo...
Voice of the Earth

Voice of the Earth

And still there are places where the pika squeak and thrive, where cold-loving evergreens reach toward the sky, where wild mountain waters run under stone through creases in alpine meadows… . . . …But even those pikas are threatened, so many of the trees have been lost to beetle-kill and other blight, and the waters are low, the snows shallow…

On Privilege…

On Privilege…

This feels like a risqué subject to broach, as it calls us out, those of us who are trying to be “conscious” and self-aware and good stewards of this world ~ but who may be driven unconsciously by mindsets of **Privilege** we don’t even know we hold....
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