“I Am Not Mad at You” by Sara Wright
Image from the public domain Atrocity after atrocity is the norm. We are killing children so why not women? I think patriarchy knows that its worst enemy is the compassion, Read More …
Image from the public domain Atrocity after atrocity is the norm. We are killing children so why not women? I think patriarchy knows that its worst enemy is the compassion, Read More …
The Inuit make up about 88 percent of the people in Greenland, and most speak the Inuit language with the remainder speaking Danish. Up until the present the greatest challenge Read More …
[Editors’ Note: Learn about how the “Nine Poets Speak” series came to be in place here.] Photo: Cranes in the Fog by Sara Wright When I see themI enter the Dreaming.In Read More …
Artwork by Sara Wright When I gazeinto these reflectionsI know whoI ambentwillow lowhoo hooa weaverof relationshipbridging worldsI’m toldwedto sacred land.Grandmotherwears green pearlsbruises purple black or red Grandfathersings to Black Bears Read More …
Medicine Wheel photo by Sara Wright I walked downto rippling waterslistening….Frozen mossestrees and meold snowoverflowing anguishgathered in aChalice of Light my prayerfor usmy dogand meto flow underfire and iceor toleratesoul Read More …
one winter night a velvet cloak wrapped herself around me starry cosmos poured down points of light. kindled a planetary fire casting a circle inviting Spirit to hover recovering abandoned Read More …
There is something very special about ‘the cutting away and gathering in’ … my very wild gardens are flattened, my wildflower field has just been mowed, trees are turning, and Read More …
Where are they?September’s lightilluminates one butterflyin flightBittersweet lossescast slanted shadows,pierce cool nightsmorning mistlifts aslight streamsthrough translucentleavesone acorn falls… autumn’s breatha gift ofprimal scent Where are They?on the Spirit Wingsof Sandhills Read More …
When my ‘good neighbor’ sent me the photo yesterday morning I could see the outlines of the butterfly, so my little dog Coal and I walked up to see for Read More …
[Editors’ Note: Learn about how the “Nine Poets Speak” series came to be in place here.] Renewal at dusk soft whoos behind me Chloe new shoot on the Tree of Life Read More …
Purple and scarlet orange flames lemon and gold lavender blue cobalt hues we are dogs, bees, bears, butterflies, hummingbirds too Innocence seeking a place we once knew… Grief pulled Read More …
“That move into mystery is not an abandonment of perception into a cloud of unknowing. Read More …
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 …