The Land Where We Belong

The Land Where We Belong

For many years I had the odd awareness that “my body was the earth”.  I don’t know quite how to explain the sensation of feeling earthquakes in my belly, or feeling trees being cut down in the Amazon in my heart….but it was a sensation that the...
Blue Eyed Indian, part 2

Blue Eyed Indian, part 2

 a story about searching for one’s lost tribe (see part 1 here) Lost, But Not Lost According to the anthropologists and historians, My people are obliterated, the extinct ones Rubbed out in language, culture, ceremony Diminished in memory, unnamed on the birth records...

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