When I lived in Seattle on Larry’s floor I used to wait for him to get home from work so we could take a walk about. We would gear up a backpack with a camera and our notebooks and head off on foot to stalk the city. We didn’t spend money anywhere, what a…
Category: Medicine Songs
Hope is an act of resistance
What do you with that compost, he says. Give it back to the earth, I tell him. Balance out the carbon index here. Sustainable ecosystems, like holding the balance that has brought us this far as a planet, means carbon count in the air needs to be at no more than 350 parts per million….
When spirituality stops working
In 2010, I resigned from my job at a community college because of burn out. For two years I had worked with a very small team to establish educational programs for adults in rural and often very poor communities on Maryland’s Eastern Shore. We covered hundreds of miles each week in four counties and started…
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