Nature is orderly. That which appears to be chaotic in nature is only a more complex kind of order.

Having a place means that you know what a place means...what it means in a storied sense of myth, character and presence but also in an ecological sense...Integrating native consciousness with mythic consciousness

Gratitude to the Great Sky who holds billions of stars - and goes yet beyond that - beyond all powers, and thoughts and yet is within us - Grandfather Space. The Mind is his Wife

My Grandmother standing wordless fifteen minutes Between rows of loganberries, clippers poised in her hand.

A reading is a kind of communion. The poet articulates the semi-known for the tribe.

stay together learn the flowers go light

Wildness It is perennially within us, dormant as a hard-shelled seed, awaiting the fire or flood that awakes it again.