Alaska-Bound, by Blood. Yak’ ei haat yigoodee.
“It is good you have come.” Haida Nation, the Tlingit Nation and the Tshimsian Nation. My Dad had a den. It was called the ‘yellow room’ because its walls were…
Tag: Art
Reality.
Some of the best examples are simple. In college, some 20 years ago, it was our job to think outside of the box. I was an art and psych major,…
Sacrifice.
Now that you’re gone maybe you know now that the look behind my eyes wasn’t intended to make you think I had something to hide. It was quite the opposite,…
Blocked.
When it comes to cracking my knuckles and starting my book again, I don’t know if being painfully aware of the fact that people only understand something from their own…
Booty Trap.
There were no roses on my doorstep. Neither was there a plate full of tacos. Just 4 frantic phone calls in the middle of the night from a drunken man…
Sticks and Stones.
Sticks and Stones set the tone and Nature will always bless me. Morning pop to the shops. I’ll be picking up some good reads and rocks for a close friend…
Blindly.
Blindly, she filled her life with things meant to propel her into freedom, life and love. Vibrating with the nature of universal law, she is more than human, more than…
Cutting Ties.
When do we cut ties with trauma, folks? So many of us, myself included, are so accustomed to trauma and those feel-good stints in recovery from trauma, that we have…
