Musings . . .

on the passing scene

Darkness Before Dawn

Breakfast this morning was my usual – leftovers from the night before – which today was a stew of veggies over rice - onions, red peppers and garlic, a delicious way to start the day. As my mouth registered the layered rings of onion, the clove shapes of garlic...

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Musings in Lockdown…

Still in bed on a cloudy morning, hoping for those clouds to become rain, and reading Robin Wall Kimmerer’s splendid book, BRAIDING SWEETGRASS for the third time. She makes me feel like I’ve come home. With her, it is natural to settle into what she might call ‘the...

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A Conversation With YES

YES! had a chance to converse with Carolyn earlier this month:Where are you these days, and what's giving you energy during this quarantine?I currently live on Wild and Radish Farm in El Sobrante, California, as the first elder in our growing eco-village community....

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A COVID-SOLSTICE MESSAGE, 2020

Here at the farm, we’re still cleaning up the slash from two trees taken down before we began construction - logs and weathering bark and no small amount of rotting debris. Broken concrete and rusty nails get piled by the road for the dump, but all the organic stuff...

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Cleaning Up The Mess

Waking up this morning to the election news, I feel like a mountain climber who has dragged herself to what she thought was the mountaintop, only to discover she had just reached a pile of rocks along the way. There is still a long trek before the true summit, but...

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Getting Real

for Leah Atwood The way you prepare a sheep for slaughter is to praise her, kiss her pointy face and tell her how grateful you have been to know her, weep while she eats the treat of oats you’ve offered her and then lead her to the pasture where the stun gun awaits....

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Decoding Donald

When I was in my mid-teens and living in Queens, New York, there were two Donalds around, one I knew and the other I didn’t. Donald McKayle was my modern dance teacher and the other Donald was a kid who lived in our neighborhood and went to the same High School as my...

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Soft Eyes

for Paul Andrews Over the years, all my writing has been focused on intuitive ways of knowing the world and I use poetic diction and stories to get my point across rather than rational facts. I figure it’s through subtlety – ‘feeling’ the way more than ‘thinking’...

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Covid Quarantine

I am sometimes taken to task for sending out these ‘positive’ messages while there is so much evil happening in the world.  “Don’t you see what’s going on?” they demand. Of course I see it - that’s why I try to remind myself, and us, of the opposite. This seems...

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Changing the Pattern

Moving house and home after so many years has been a big deal made even bigger by ‘shelter in place’ rules, since being able to do it with family and friends had to be scrapped. The work was mine to do alone, which meant clearing a 10-room house down to what could fit...

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Photo of Carolyn North by Susan Wilson

Carolyn North

Photo: Susan Wilson