As the ravages of Empire play out, cultural recovery may become our goal again in the future — and we may find ourselves by choice or necessity living in small localized kinship groups once again, looking to our own ancestral traditions for a template to survival.

Two rituals against the prison system. Distribute widely.

We are never alone.And the darkness is not outside of us. Solitude is a gift only found in the endless soul of the ocean.

From Lia Hunter, a ghazal poem inspired by the Navajo Night Chant.

From James Lindenschmidt: "Ancestral connection to place was strong enough to withstand centuries of hardship, famine, plague, warfare, and a thousand harsh Norwegian winters, only to be destroyed by something so insidious that people have to be taught what "enclosure" means."