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As you can see, I have almost completely given up blogging. The reason is simple: I loved blogging so much that I almost stopped working on my books, because books require long patience, private discipline, and a willingness to operate in great imaginative spaces. Blogging, on the other hand, is immediate, addictive, and intoxicating. It’s a contact sport. The way I practiced it was almost more essay and commentary than traditional blogging, and I think I was very good at it.
I have put the old archives up because they show my thinking at its most unmediated. They also show me responding to events in the world and my life – Katrina, the political events of the last decade, the untimely death of a dog, my writing, and a host of lesser and greater issues. They are a documenting of the times.

Read a few. See how they strike you. Perhaps you will find yourself among those readers who wish I would give up writing books and go back to blogging. Perhaps you will be among those who are relieved that I don’t.

Either way, thanks for engaging in this bit of literary spelunking.

Help choose a title
No politics in this; just a heartfelt request for an honest opinion, especially from those of you who have a
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Politics and a life of the spirit
Not long ago, when I first made a comment about the Katrina disaster, I received an email from a reader
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Watch carefully, listen closely
There are two phrases, in rampant use in American society, that speak of lack of character and moral conviction. 1.)
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Better than the cavalry
By boats, trucks, and buses, they are coming. From Maine, Idaho, and Texas, they are coming. Bringing food, water, blankets.
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More hard truth on Katrina
Here, I’m afraid, is the hard truth, and it is not pretty. We did not immediately go in to save
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Where is our President?
As I watch the unfolding of the horror of Katrina’s aftermath, the thought keeps growing, “Where is our country?” I
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A Hard Comment
Katrina is a tragedy of unimagined scale here in the United States, and it has galvanized us as a people.
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Start of a Fall Resurgence?
Could this be an indication of my recovery from blog fatigue? Let’s hope so. I want to get back in
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Thoughts on Visiting my Mother
I recently went down from my home here in the north woods to visit my mother in Minneapolis. She is
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Praise for Chief Joseph and the Flight of the Nez Perce
Chief Joseph and the Flight of the Nez Perce has been a long time in the writing — almost four
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The interment of Moses
Well, it’s summer, and the living is easy. This is the time when people read fluff books and do their
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As Chief Joseph and the Flight of the Nez Perce moves into production (click the image for a larger view),
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A Day at Red Lake
Any place that houses dark memories — the scene of a crime, the site of an accident — has a
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Well, well, well. Look who’s back.
Yes, I’ve returned. From Europe, from Chief Joseph, from a fire in my son’s bedroom, from a frigid northern Minnesota
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Back in the Saddle
Hello all you faithful blog-checkers. I’m back from Europe, making my way through the piles of mail and email and
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The Pope’s Passing
Dying is not a Catholic event, it is a human event. And in his dying, this pope showed us a
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A Weary Heart
It has been a hard week. I still hurt for my community. Small town living, for those of you who
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The Red Lake Shootings — The Media Recedes
The media frenzy is subsiding. They heard the explosion, came running, found little to photograph and few with whom to
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CNN’s “Inside the Blogs”
A blogger named Trey Jackson captures news video clips for his blog called Jackson’s Junction. Earlier today, he posted about
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A Message to Journalists about the Red Lake Tragedy
And so it begins. The grieving people at Red Lake have closed the town and shut out the media, and
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5 thoughts on “Posts | Archives

  1. I think I’m going to watch NEITHER WOLF NOR DOG yet again, today. I haven’t seen it in a while. Just like an old fine wine, your books and movie is always worth spending more time with. I like to think of your books as ‘comfort books’…. they always bring me comfort.

  2. Your books bring connection to things too often forgotten, things from my past lives, things from memories that had been living in my subconscious for too long. Not necessarily easy, but essential. They explain my reaction to current events, strong reactions to horrible things too often done in the name of organized religion, all necessary to recall. You have a marvelous way of introducing or reintroducing us to things which should not be forgotten in the world we live in today. A word in which the dominate culture would eliminate the history of how it got where it is today, and the horrible cost to cultures which lived with, as part of, the rest of life. Not perfect, but in my opinion, far closer than what we live in today. Your writings give great hope that we may yet return to our place as part of, not destroying. Bless you for all of that!

  3. Thank you, my friend. I appreciate the kind words. Most people I know just try to be kind and helpful by such lights as they possess. I just happen to have a larger platform from which to speak, and I try to use it to speak from my best self. Enjoy your day.

  4. I just wish to thank you for being so kind to the elderly lady when driving for a Taxi Company in New York! She was on her way to a hospice however, you had no idea! You had patience and never charged her a fare! I know you must recall and each time it comes up in my memories I share it again with folks on Facebook! I was just going through the comments and clicked on one with an address to reach your blog! I hope this finds it way to you! I am glad to hear it is a true story and thank you for your kindness in such a time when so much evil is happening it’s so beautiful to read their are still good people out there like you! God bless ANNIE Gagnon

  5. Thank you for the kind note. You must have read a pirated version, as the actual event took place in Minneapolis. The story is recounted in full in my book, Make Me an Instrument of your Peace: Living in the spirit of the Prayer of St. Francis. If you are interested, you can order a signed copy from I think you might enjoy some of the other stories in there, as well.

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