This month is it. March. The angel-versary, death-versary or fill-in-the-blank-versary. There is no celebrating. Only and ever, the remembering and forgetting again.Read More
Evil-eyed. Soft-hearted. Absent. Spare-the-rod. Disciplinarian. Mediator. Coach. Present. Dads have as many parenting styles and roles as there are men on Earth. For the most part, they do the best they can.Read More
Standing at her graveside, the elder told the story, in native Anishinaabe tongue, of how the world began. We didn’t know a single word yet understood we were in that place where death and birth meet.Read More
Shortly after my daughter was born, I was so taken in by the miracle of life, I wrote a lengthy composition on our shared birth experience. Writing about her birth and rereading it periodically, I could relive the joy and the possibilities of all that lay ahead.Read More
Remembering the interactions between family generations can be a loving way of witnessing our grief like a thread of yarn woven through our connected lives. These connections hold us up when we need them most.Read More
From Pine to Palm is Lena's autobiography written during her House Seminar at Brander Hall, Stanford University, March 2000.
"From the womb of a white mother, came forth an olive skinned infant born into two worlds. . ."