Sundance for All My Relations

I stomp my brown feet in the red desert sands then claw my way down a pine covered mountain to bathe in a misty shroud of morning and listen as the Great Mystery thunders out another universal warning   How will our little ones survive till tomorrow if the womb of the Earth Mother is thrashed and sprawled creating the…

David and Sunockv

In the late afternoon of a windless yesterday, bees swarmed the Purple Robe Locust tree outside my apartment window. The breeze brought them back today and they swarmed the trees in the grove outside my apartment fence. Chile, the Blue Bull, barked. Annie, the Blue Police Dog, whined. Big Boy, the Chow Pit, howled. The bees ignored us and continued…