I had the great privilege of being able to care for my father during his last few weeks. As he moved somewhat fluidly between our shared world and some other world or worlds that I couldn't see, he spoke less and less. In those last speaking days, at one point, he gestured with his hand like he was reading a marquee, and said, "Eli Kazer, Environmentalist." As we approach the six-month anniversary of his death, I've begun scanning some documents we found in his files. I don't know how readable these articles will be uploaded as photos here.
A public place to share and reflect on my efforts to cultivate kinship with the human and more than human world around me. I invite dialog and your reflections and responses as well.
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