CONVERSATION is the vehicle for change.

The heart is the path to wisdom because it dares to be vulnerable in the presence of power

I wonder, What is it to be human? Especially now that we are so urban. How do we remember our connection with place? What is the umbilical cord that roots us to that primal, instinctive, erotic place? Every time I walk to the edge of this continent and feel the sand beneath my feet, feel the seafoam move up my body, I think, "Ah, yes, evolution." It's there, we just forget.

I live in a very, very quiet place. I have a sequence to my creative life. In spring and fall, I am above ground and commit to community. In the summer, I'm outside. It is a time for family. And in the winter, I am underground. Home. This is when I do my work as a writer - in hibernation. I write with the bears.

The climate change movement is a river overflowing seeping into every nook and cranny.

If you take away all the prairie dogs, there will be no one to cry for the rain.

When silence is a choice, it is an unnerving presence. When silence is imposed, it is censorship.