Defenders of the Sacred

I woke from a dream that I was lying on frozen earth in Standing Rock My bed was hard, my bones chilled, the fire in the tepee reduced to embers We had stood together the night before tossed by water hoses pulling From the sacred Missouri and now slammed against our freezing bodies There was…

The Lotus Eaters

Time escapes the mind softened by brain inhibitors meant to ease pain or render a restless people into mindless oblivion. It is easier to let decisions be made for you, easier to go along because, what the hell, there‚Äôs shopping to be done, bills to be paid, a vacation to take and appetites to be…

The Dance of Pain

[TESSA Begins] What is this thing called pain felt by every animal? I think of things like this in the long hours before dawn, when mom and the pups are asleep and I sit in the window watching the moon cast shadows on the pond. Oddly there appears to be more than one kind of…

Our Means of Salvation

[MAYA NARRATES] Mom’s reading Gandhi again, which is fine unless she is telling me that “Self-restraint is the means of salvation”, when to a terrier there is no such thing as restraint or salvation. It is spring here and the Stone House pulses with the awakening of new life emerging from the deep sleep of…

We Bid Winter Adieu

BLUE GARDENIA As we watch winter fade here at the Stone House and spring lift up out of our earth mother I asked the family how we should say good-bye this year. With a tilt of her head and a lift of her ears Maya replied that we should each contribute a favorite quote or…