Julian Brave Noisecat is a writer, filmmaker, powwow dancer, student of Salish art and history, and author of We Survived the ...

AFTER A MOONLESS NIGHT, black as Raven’s feathers, dawn breaks on the great wild open of southern Utah. I’m about thirty miles from Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument, standing on a slab of ...

HE IS HUNCHED DOWN feeding on the carcass of a newly dead bison by the northeast shore of Yellowstone Lake. He eats methodically, gratefully, his muzzle smeared with blood, his forearms and ruff ...

Joy Harjo is an internationally renowned poet, performer, writer, and member of the Muscogee (Creek) Nation. She served as ...

"How should the mind that can contemplate God relate to our fellow beings, the other life-forms of the world? What is our human responsibility?" ...

AFTER ABOUT A YEAR AND A HALF of dating, Sam and I decided he should move into my house. We had each lived with partners before, but those moves had been swayed by financial stress and global ...

A PHOTO OF A REDWOOD’S muscular, six-hundred-year-old base. To the left a fun-sized woman, in the Bay Area only briefly and wanting to make the most of it, trying to hug the tree’s ancient girth. She ...

THE CHICKEN WAS UNWELL. She no longer ran to the summons of the leftovers pail to scratch at the compost heap with the other hens. Morning found her in a corner of the henhouse facing the wall, with ...

adrienne maree brown has been on my radar for a while. As a thinker, activist, and teacher, she provides essential insights into how we relate to both human and natural ecosystems. Our conversation ...

I’d like to say that my feet know the narrow dirt path better than they know my socks. The path leads through a birch grove floored with ferns to a cabin beside a stream. Inside the cabin I sit at a ...

I’M NO ARTIST, but, if you had asked me when I was a child to draw the shape of a life, I might have drawn a horizontal line. A few years after that, I would have drawn life as a mountain. The upward ...

IN OUR FREE TIME, WE DESTROY TREES. Hundreds of them by now. Five years ago, soon after I bought the place, I gave my partner a Husqvarna 450 Rancher for Christmas. Since then, he’s had to replace the ...