The stories we are told shape the way we see the world, which shapes the way we experience the world.

As is true for most people I know, I've always loved learning. As is also true for most people I know, I always hated school. Why is that?

When dams were erected on the Columbia, salmon battered themselves against the concrete, trying to return home. I expect no less from us. We too must hurl ourselves against and through the literal and metaphorical concrete that contains and constrains us, that keeps us from talking about what is most important to us, that keeps us from living the way our bones know we can, that bars us from our home. It only takes one person to bring down a dam.

No matter what we call it, poison is still poison, death is still death, and industrial civilization is still causing the greatest mass extinction in the history of the planet.

We cannot hope to create a sustainable culture with any but sustainable souls.

Civilization is not and can never be sustainable.

We have a need for enchantment that is as deep and devoted as our need for food and water.