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MARIA RENéE JOHNSON


The Space Between: A Prayer or a Song
There is so much that remains invisible without the prompt to notice it. We cannot see what we’ve never been nudged toward. If the...
Jun 16, 2024
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A Mountain's Agency
It's mid-Springtime, now, here in the Sonoran Desert. The Palo Verde trees whose branches remain green, true to their name, are...
Apr 30, 2022
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Change + Chaos as Invitation Toward Aliveness
A more winding piece than usual... I believe this particular bit of writing is a part of my grieving process, about everything all...
Oct 14, 2021
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Thank you, Barry Lopez
Last year, I was fortunate enough to see the author Barry Lopez speak in Eugene, Oregon. Not only was I moved by the messages he relayed,...
Dec 28, 2020
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One of Those Days
To pick up a dead hawk From the side of the road And sing her into the next ~ To swallow the clouds As nourishment, as a way To remember...
Jul 22, 2020
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Between a Living and a Dying
With a collective grief rolling through our bodies – with a looming and questioning – with a reminder of our and our loved ones'...
May 31, 2020
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You Belong to Yourself and We are for Each Other
I’m thinking about you all in these strange and uncertain times, this great unraveling, revealing, and transition that is continuing to...
Mar 24, 2020
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Observations, Coronavirus: Week One
Day 1. I do not know what to think. My feelings feel too much. I spend the day spinning somewhere over my body. Day 2. Venturing out, I...
Mar 24, 2020
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