What Grandmother Knows

What Grandmother Knows

The Old Woman appeared out of nowhere at the entrance to the cave. Standing rooted in the earth and radiant as a star, she set her wooden staff firmly in the ground. I stumbled a bit, trying to find my footing. What was she doing way out here, meeting me outside the...
When Tree Frogs Sing

When Tree Frogs Sing

 When tree frogs singThey fill the rainforestWith their colorful voicesWith the very breath of life The trees breathe this inSoaking up the sharing Then the trees breathe outSending waves of the breath of lifeRippling through the rainforest and far beyond When tree...
Butterfly Medicine

Butterfly Medicine

Today I saw a butterfly her blue speckled wings glistened in the sunlight the magic of her metamorphosis danced around in the winds * She flew over the sagebrush and landed on red sandy soil resting awhile opening and closing her wings a silent rhythmic drumbeat...
River Walk

River Walk

I was getting to know a river whose path wandered through the willows and cottonwoods near our house. We’d found a place to land, in the wake of my father’s death, thirteen miles down a bumpy dirt road. According to contemporary maps, we were living along...