Deep Time and Dreaming by Sara Wright

I am standing on top of a mountain looking over a landscape of unspeakable wild natural beauty that stretches as far as I can see. This is the ‘long view’ Read More …

Women and Owls Unnatural ‘History’: Forecasting the Future? by Sara Wright

The day after the presidential election in 2016 I picked up what I initially thought was a saw whet owl wing while wandering down a red dirt road in Abiquiu Read More …

‘Willowing’ at the Turning by Sara Wright

My relationship with Indigenous peoples reinforced my intuitive sense that seasonal turnings like the Spring Equinox need to be experienced when the ‘time’ is right. Time, in the Indigenous sense Read More …

Mountain Reflection on May Day by Sara Wright

I On long walks in fragmented forests, alone now, my dogs are old and ill, I seek the gift of silence so I can listen to trees, bees, and the Read More …

Changing Woman (Updated 2025) by Sara Wright

“She who grows old and then young again”. Myth and Commentary I want to begin by recounting the story of how Changing Woman came to be and why she was Read More …

(Poem & Story) Changing Women’s Light by Sara Wright

Born of Stone and Trees Birthing a People from a Mountain of  Light I hold slivers of her body touch numinous fragments worked by Peoples who honor and live the Read More …

Ice Above and Below and the Coming of the Light by Sara Wright

January’s twilight hours draw me into her pale embrace stalactites and frozen streams whisper that winter’s skin is thin even with months to go flowing water is muted under seeded Read More …

Evergreen: Of Trees and Visions by Sara Wright

I I forgot the ‘Original Instructions’ until She nudged me Black Bear Chloe Green Shoot alive or dead She lives on like the Evergreens she evolved with, climbed to safety Read More …

(Poem 2) Hecate’s Moon by Sara Wright

I spent hours writing you snaked by underground roots entering my story with your forked stick ‘Witches’ are a lie that christians made up to legitimize harm done to our Read More …

(Poem 1) Hecate’s Moon by Sara Wright

Lupita, Guadalupe – Your agave points of light glow in grave darkness. Hecate’s Moon is Red. The Raven slices the sky into shards. The River catches shivering stars. We remember Read More …

Black Bird Ballet by Sara Wright

In September I was patient. My beloved birds were having a good year seeking food in natural places like my field I reminded myself over and over as they remained Read More …

Heart Drum by Sara Wright

I listened to my heart murmuring softly her voice a viscous fluid slow moving river changing course from right to left pumping molten minerals over bones tunneling around limbs amazement Read More …

Reweaving the Great Round: a winter solstice story by Sara Wright

 The scent of balsam wafts through the room as I cut the boughs to make my annual wreath to honor all trees, those that still stand, those who are slaughtered. Read More …