When Technology Forces Us To Leave Space For Nature

Image by Mathew Rutledge. CC by-non commercial

As I approached the forest last week, I remembered that the reason it exists there is because of a sort of exclusion zone in the middle of the city. I didn’t know at the time the full extent of that exclusion zone. I only knew about the high tension electric lines strung up on kachina dolls overhead. No one wants to live under that. And yet we can’t live the lives we live without the power that they bring. [Read more...]

Our Dark Secret

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15 years ago, two ten-year old boys saved a city from our dark secret…. [Read more...]

After the Storm, The Mushrooms Arrive

little brown mushrooms on Anderson Island, October 2014

Every little thing distracts me as I walk. The sound of a bird alert warning others of my presence. Another bird alert farther away that might be about my friend’s cat who has been known to track me on my hikes. My attention shifts from the forest canopy down to the floor. Oh! And what’s this? [Read more...]

Under the Pavement, The Forest

Photo by Nick Graham

Imagine a forest underneath the pavement, waiting to come out…. [Read more...]

Finding Home

View of Mt Rainer from Anderson Island

Glasgow and Seattle both whisper in my ear and tell me that they could be home. Both places promise me that I can be a part of good things. Both places tell me that I can be a part of wonderful, overlapping communities of people building a future that I want to live in. [Read more...]

What I Learned in the Crosswalk

Seattle, Washington (Photo by Brandi Haker, Seattletaco.com)

Sometimes we need someone to free us from a spell by breaking out of it first. Small radical acts can become revolutionary, even when all signals say, “no–you’ll die.” [Read more...]

The Place of Death.

Photo by Anne Burgess

I’ve known for a while that one day I would have to learn what death was like — so far every supposedly terminal person I’d done healing for had recovered. But this friend was not going to be the person to teach me about Death. I told her, “No. It can’t be you. That’s just not right. You were supposed to go to the clinic in the morning!” [Read more...]


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