Knock me down, little cat, said the tree to the cat… why meowed the cat, I like you, big tree, you are green and full of playful things. I fear the end is near little cat. I stand uprooted, slowly dying; my forest is gone, the memories fading, this house so small; decorations can only […]Read more "A Christmas Fable – The Cat who knocked down the Christmas Tree"
“the re-invention of oneself through the tongues of whispering mountains the re-arrangement of the universe because a spider wrapped her legs around a star the knowing the remembering of stone’s story while walking down a dried riverbed being serenaded by crickets singing the blues because everyone except them has forgotten the knowing which trail to […]Read more "Engaging with Anishinaabe laws – a field school experience at Neyaashiinigmiing"
“Comfort means to me: freedom. The ability to inhabit any space, regardless of the shape and size of the space, and feel at home in it; to live in, thrive in, the feeling of that space. Comfort is being yourself in a room full of everybodys who aren’t you. Comfort is the truth of your […]Read more "Harm, International Social Work, and a little bit of Comfort"
What follows is a short piece addressing the question: what ontological commitments are attached to the concept ‘terra nullius‘. I apply a psychoanalytic lens to hint at how hidden drives and desires, some call this our shadow, may play themselves out. This piece was written for a property law class. Ontological Commitment: “On its face, the […]Read more "On ‘terra nullius’ and ontological commitments"
“You road I enter upon and look around, I believe you are not all that is here, I believe that much unseen is also here. Here the profound lesson of reception, nor preference nor denial, The black with his woolly head, the felon, the diseas’d, the illiterate person, are not denied; The birth, the hasting […]Read more "Cultivating a Nomadic Consciousness"