To Feel the One

To feel the pain of another is to know their heart.   To feel the darkness of another is to know their heart is not dark.   To breathe the breath of another, is to breathe each other.   Beyond the identities we choose and the language we use, is that for which words only confuse. … Continue reading To Feel the One

Those Who Tell Too Much; Ancestors and Missing, Murdered Women and Children

artist: R Blackwater In the introduction to this series on Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women and Children, I mentioned that this unfolding of the Fuckery and I  requires discussion of history and the repercussion arisen out of it, trauma experienced and held by peoples and the natural world, realities of misogyny, sexuality, institutionalized racism, the … Continue reading Those Who Tell Too Much; Ancestors and Missing, Murdered Women and Children

Principles and Visitations from the Mother

I'm reading a book called Benediction by Kent Haruf. It's one of those that I'm forcing myself to finish for reasons I can't comprehend. It's annoying. Damn-near all dialogue and not a single quotation mark. There's a scene in which a preacher pisses off his congregation by suggesting that loving thine enemy and turning the … Continue reading Principles and Visitations from the Mother