This paper traces an ecosophical journey between a mother and her daughter. It begins and ends on the shore of Lake Ontario, but the essence of their soulcentric experience inextricably permeates their lives
I have left my wife in the village to arrange for the rental of a rowboat, and to find shelter for o...
Amanda K. Jaros, a winner of the journal’s Waterman Fund essay contest, describes her epiphany about...
Sun Dew and Rosmarin meet to discuss how ecological coherence is the condition for the experiences o...
This paper traces an ecosophical journey between a mother and her daughter. It begins and ends on t...
Environmental Writing and Great Lakes LiteratureMy mom and I sat on the rock in silence, enjoying th...
In this book, the children I share my life with and the waters of every day have entangled with art...
This paper discusses the research, methodology, and purpose of my Honors Project. My project is a w...
In this creative nonfiction essay, Stone, Water, Land, Spine, Elizabeth Glass writes of her experi...
I am a metalsmith; an artist whose practice is grounded in materials and making, and on the generati...
Currently, there seems to be a decline in direct experiences of nature, with a consequent decrease i...
In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. Ho Ho Ho, Christmas is over. She w...
On an island surrounded by the Southern Ocean, an arduous ascending trail carves a pathway between a...
We left the paved trail of Tommy Thompson Park to find a breezy waterside spot to set down for lunch
This poetry emerges from my ongoing Ph.D. research and coursework at the University of British Colum...
This past summer my family and I set out on a challenging trek in Gros Morne National Park. We would...
I have left my wife in the village to arrange for the rental of a rowboat, and to find shelter for o...
Amanda K. Jaros, a winner of the journal’s Waterman Fund essay contest, describes her epiphany about...
Sun Dew and Rosmarin meet to discuss how ecological coherence is the condition for the experiences o...
This paper traces an ecosophical journey between a mother and her daughter. It begins and ends on t...
Environmental Writing and Great Lakes LiteratureMy mom and I sat on the rock in silence, enjoying th...
In this book, the children I share my life with and the waters of every day have entangled with art...
This paper discusses the research, methodology, and purpose of my Honors Project. My project is a w...
In this creative nonfiction essay, Stone, Water, Land, Spine, Elizabeth Glass writes of her experi...
I am a metalsmith; an artist whose practice is grounded in materials and making, and on the generati...
Currently, there seems to be a decline in direct experiences of nature, with a consequent decrease i...
In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. Ho Ho Ho, Christmas is over. She w...
On an island surrounded by the Southern Ocean, an arduous ascending trail carves a pathway between a...
We left the paved trail of Tommy Thompson Park to find a breezy waterside spot to set down for lunch
This poetry emerges from my ongoing Ph.D. research and coursework at the University of British Colum...
This past summer my family and I set out on a challenging trek in Gros Morne National Park. We would...
I have left my wife in the village to arrange for the rental of a rowboat, and to find shelter for o...
Amanda K. Jaros, a winner of the journal’s Waterman Fund essay contest, describes her epiphany about...
Sun Dew and Rosmarin meet to discuss how ecological coherence is the condition for the experiences o...