How we treat our land, how we build upon it, how we act toward our air and water, in the long run, will tell what kind of people we really are.-Laurance S. Rockefeller
Artifacts are alive. Each has a voice. They remind us what it means to be human - that it is our nature to survive, to create works of beauty to be resourceful, to be attentive to the world we live in...
[Our National Parks] are more than scenery, they are portals and thresholds of wonder, an open door that swings back and forth from our past to our future.
What needs to be counted on to have a voice? Courage. Anger. Love. Something to say; someone to speak to; someone to listen.
What is the most important thing one learns in school? Self-esteem, support, and friendship.
In this era where the war on terror is used as an excuse to exploit and plunder, and sell off our public lands, in this new world where the World Bank and World Trade Organization honor corporate rule...
Your voice is the wildest thing you own, Brooke says to me. And you’re giving it away. You can’t see it. Your obsession is blinding you. He is angry. He is talking in shorthand. You’re losing yourself...
Who wants to be a goddess when we can be human? Perfection is a flaw disguised as control.
We are contemporary citizens living in a technological world. Swimming in crosscultural waters can be dangerous, and if you are honest you can't stay there very long. Sooner or later you have to look...
There becomes little doubt as to why power chooses to support power. Rwanda becomes invisible once again. We have nothing America wants.
There are two important days in a woman's life: the day she is born and the day she finds out why.
I am a woman with wings,' I once wrote and will revise these words again. 'I am a woman with wings dancing with other women with wings.' In a voiced community, we all flourish.
How do we remain faithful to our own spiritual imagination and not betray what we know in our own bodies? The world is holy. We are holy. All life is holy.
Word by word, the language of women so often begins with a whisper.
We usually recognize a beginning. Endings are more difficult to detect. Most often, they are realized only after reflection. Silence. We are seldom conscious when silence begins—it is only afterward t...
We can choose to move like water rather than be molded like clay. Life spirals in and then spirals out on any given day. It does not have to be one way, one truth, one voice. Nor does love have to be...
We are wearing coats of trust. When one tells a story this is what happens.
This is wilderness, to walk in silence. This is wilderness, to calm the mind.This is wilderness, my return to composure.
This is a landscape that should not be sold.
The sin I have committed is the sin of adoption. I have adopted a different set of beliefs from the beliefs I was raised to obey. But this definition of sin over time has become my joy. I do have othe...