The Monday Book: BRAIDING SWEETGRASS by Robin Wall Kimmerer

Today’s Monday Book comes from Janelle Bailey, an educator from Wisconsin

Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge and the Teachings of Plants by Robin Wall Kimmerer.

a beautiful book! I have had this on my shelf since a former student gifted it to me years ago after it had been required reading for her for a college course at the University of Minnesota. I picked it up at least one other time and tried to start it…and was unsuccessful in “getting into it.”

And then something propelled me to suggest it for a book club reading for April, and it was selected…and then, as things sometimes go, I heard Ms. Kimmerer on public radio just a couple of days later, and as soon as we announced it as the April book, a book club friend responded that Ms. Kimmerer is speaking this next week in a local to her lecture series; I’m going! (Because going places virtually these days is such a wonderful opportunity to be included elsewhere. LOVE that!)

So, I then proceeded to read this book for last night’s book club meeting. And it is NOT a quick read. And that is NOT a bad thing. This is a long, dense, thoughtful book…quiet and poetically beautiful in its stories and the tellings of them, and Kimmerer’s heart and mind are working on restoring the people’s relationship with the land and its non-people, and she has just a beautiful way with the words and urging she does with readers to see what is wrong–even, perhaps, with their individual practices–in hopes of reconnecting the masses to a reciprocal relationship with not just sweetgrass but allllllllllll that sweetgrass represents here, that which grows naturally and in a system that worked…before humans got involved and manipulated it and/or dismissed that the relationship was supposed to be mutual, not just one of exploitation and/or destruction.

Kimmerer shares also reflection on some of her teaching experiences, the opportunities she has seized to share her wisdom and understanding with young people, how enriching it is to watch them grow back into a new understanding of and better appreciation for the land and its products. I really enjoyed watching those revelations unfold; take away all of the difference in subject matter between her courses and the ELA courses I taught, even, and I was reminded of how much valuable learning comes into play just from the necessary relationship building between students and teachers, the classroom management and teaching style that develops a classroom culture, a set of inside jokes and understanding and valuable exchange between teacher and student and among students present and engaged. It’s a beautiful thing. (And if you haven’t heard me say it before, I’ll mention again here: I miss my classroom and students…all of them, though it was not COVID or the pandemic but a change of job that made that happen.)

All that Kimmerer presents here about returning to a peace of restored relationship with nature, and its avenue being along the lines of the indigenous and native people is heartwork as well as mindwork and physical labor and making changes to how we do some things, and I value all that she says and how rationally she presents it. I will very happily plant the Three Sisters myself this spring…and have already made a batch of Indian pudding for dessert one evening last week. Kimmerer has touched me in all sorts of rich, thoughtful ways. And I am grateful for her and her sharing of all of this wisdom here.

The Monday Book: SQUARE UP, 50,000 MILES IN SEARCH OF A WAY HOME by Lisa Dailey

The guest review this week comes from Kristi Lyn Reddy, an alum of my first group with The Narrative Project. She reviews a non-fiction offering by Lisa Dailey

“The notion that bad things happen in threes is bullshit.”

Square Up is the perfect mix of travel, family and personal growth, processing grief and self-reflection intermixed with the unexpected during travel, keeping the reader turning the page to find out, what next?

Author, Lisa Daily, reels you right in referencing multiple family member deaths over a short period of time as ‘The Glitch’. Initially feeling as though she may be making light of a very difficult and personal process, grief, I quickly found myself appreciating the annoying whine which can follow loss after loss in a person’s sharing their story, being left out. Instead, Lisa takes you on a journey complete with an itinerary that is researched but left open to chance and availability due to the not always available albeit free or low-cost perk of being a military family. Flexibility, patience, and acceptance, whether packed, purchased or stolen, are needed on this family trip.

Lisa, her husband, Ray and there two sons, RJ and Tyler, set out to travel the world after years of research and planning, just as her personal world seems to be crashing all around her. Ray fears Lisa is not emotionally prepared for the uncertainty a trip like this can entail, while Lisa fears her ability to continue with life at home for exactly the same reason. Passports in hand, backpacks on, the four board a flight to Hickam Air Force Base in Honolulu. Not a bad way to begin an around the world adventure. From there they travel to Guam, Okinawa, Japan, Singapore, Malaysia including Kuala Lumpur and the Cameron Highlands, Hanoi (and other cities), Vietnam, Cambodia, Myanmar, India, Nepal and Ghana. Ea

Each stop the reader is brought into the culture, the experience, and the family journey both physically and emotionally. Moments of uncertainty are lightened with laughter over mistakes, assumptions and flaws in the plan. Ray’s fear of embarking on a journey at the wrong time, coupled with Lisa’s fear of not going, gives way to the fear of coming home – back to life as we knew it, all the while, opening the way to grieve and heal, making room for growth.

Through ups and down, including flights delayed, language barriers, hotels – should we say, motels, in ‘red-light’ districts, unforeseen and even undiagnosed illnesses, Lisa opens her mind, heart and emotions to The Force, present circumstances, and trust – in herself and her Square.