Category: Reflections

On Cleaving and Collapse

Reflecting upon the deep collective work done at Magical/Radical, I’ve been thinking, as I do, all the time it seems, about cleaving – and about togetherness, and what it’s going to take – what it’s really going to take for us to individually and collectively midwife this time of collapse.   And I’ve been thinking about having an online business,… Read more →

It Wasn’t A Protest, It Was A Parade: Notes from the Women’s March in PDX

With gratitude and appreciation to Margaret Jacobson and the other organizers.   Having All The Feelings about today’s ginormous women’s march in PDX. Seeing that many people, some hanging out of skyscraper windows waving flags gave me little of the hasta la victoria siempre-itis for a second and I got a little choked up. I saw a lot of people… Read more →

Artists For Love?

I have been asked to create artwork under the hashtag #artistsforlove, a self-described “movement” just launched by Flora Bowley + Kelly Rae Roberts. If you’ve been following me lately, you’ll see I’ve been up to my own collective art making in response to the dystopian hellscape unfolding before us in the wake of the election.   I want my little corner… Read more →

The End Of My DreamCatcher Career

I posted this recently on my Facebook page(s) but wanted to elaborate a bit here, especially about cultural appropriation, which is so much more than something people fight about on Tumblr.   One way a bioregional animist friend of mine explained cultural appropriation was to “steal from the ancestors without giving back.” It’s the practice of one privileged group (often… Read more →

I Want to Be Eaten

This article was featured in Elephant Journal. Please give it a click.   Recently, a brilliant yoga teacher said to the class, “The opposite of holding on isn’t letting go. It’s digestion.” Contemplating this idea and the claw marks on everything I’ve let go of it occurs to me… Everything gets eaten. We take in all kinds of nourishment, chew… Read more →

Progress

So I’m watching a time-lapse video of a massive dam being dismantled over ten months to allow the Elwha river to roar back to life. Progress seems slow. I see my patterns and I know what’s good, but I still bark the harsh word, eat the bad thing, love the wrong people. Walking forward, I go in a circle. I look… Read more →

I Promise

It finally came. My word of the year. How do you rarefy the pulpy essence of your intentions into one ripe word? Last year my word was “SHIFT” and I thought it meant I needed to shift things around. You know, do more yoga, drink more water, work less, be more grateful, connect with spirit, yadda yadda. I stamped it on a… Read more →

I’ve Got an Indictment For You: Why Aren’t Internet Famous People Posting about Ferguson?

New-age and personal power transformational coach/entrepreneur/bloggers/people with a following PUT DOWN YOUR CRYSTALS, AND LISTEN UP. Take like five minutes between your next colonic and your core power yoga, sit your green smoothie-drinking, Lululemon-wearing ass down at your Twitter feed and ask yourself, WHY HAVEN’T I POSTED ANYTHING ABOUT THE CIVIL RIGHTS FIRE BURNING THROUGH AMERICA? At first I was… Read more →

Digital Nourishment & Evidence of Love

Your organism evolved to seek out and solve problems, consume sugar when available, and to avoid discomfort. These biological imperatives often conflict with modern life, as we have not evolved to process the amount of information, snack “foods” and years of sitting to which we’re exposed. Understand that the drive to “be informed” tilts toward bad news. That’s ok, it’s… Read more →

Trust your gut (and your heart)

“Trust is the highest form of human motivation.” ~Steven R. Covey The brain is the most important organ in the body. ACCORDING TO THE BRAIN. It has evolved to seek, find and solve problems. Our proto-rodent ancestors that were relaxed and mellow became snacks. The ones that were anxious and worried tended to survive. We have inherited millennia of this… Read more →

The Secrets of My Success

I run a successful business. I guess. I mean, I make enough money with my art that I don’t have to have a “straight job.” I have every imaginable modern convenience and privilege. A couple pairs of my shoes have holes in them. I still wear them. But they are not my only shoes. I am successful. Tonight I had… Read more →