Cuke Interview with Katharine which includes
March 2008 knee replacement email
A Green Gulch experience involving pottery and power sent in early 2008
Incantation for People Tending the Watershed - January, 2008)
Because There was Lagunitas School
A Tassajara Story involving a late night return - sent in early 2008
Taking the High Road, Long Road In - posted 11-26-14
Summers by Lake Water - posted 12-11-14
Speaking of My Lovely Daughter - posted 5-16-16
12-14-15 - A poem from Katharine
How the Park Saves the Wildlife in Me
Whenever the all night industrial street noise
surrounding my downtown Pt. Reyes apartment
keeps me up all night, finding me desperate
for restoration resources in the morning. . .
I take myself to the Bear Valley State Park
Visitor’s Center in my ’97 Nissan van,
bought years ago for its spacious interior--
one that could accommodate a sleeping cot
should I ever need that -- and find the
one shady spot under a tree, if I am lucky.
I put the sun screens up in the front and
back windows, hang my hand-sewn car
curtains on the side windows and sleep well
into the day for as long as I need, to recover
my health, sanity and good will.
Just now back from a 4-hour excursion,
feeling rested and awake, I am glad to
be alive once more, thank the Bear Valley
State Park for making my life, both wild
and tame, possible once more.
8-29-15 - from the Oberlin College Philosophy Club Newsletter. Katharine was a philosophy major there.
Katharine Cook ’59 writes: “I continue to be involved in citizen
Interview with Katharine Cook on KWMR radio in Pont Reyes, CA, interviewed by Lyons Filmer with Peter Martinelli commenting. [date to come]
- 90.5 Point Reyes Station / 89.9 Bolinas / 92.3 San Geronimo Valley
11-26-14 - I write an column for the West Marin Commons forum
Pretty good. Love living in this small town nestled between Tomales Bay and the Pacific Ocean. Great bookstore, Geography of Hope Conference every other year, Amber & son Simon close by. Switching my focus from mainly ecological restoration to writing. . .happily working with the Marin Carbon Project: www.marincarbonproject.org who are at the exciting cutting edge reducing global warming by planting pastures of native perennial grasses that bring down CO2 from the atmosphere and store it as usable carbon in the soil. . . .while at the same time providing local food.
9-24-13 - Minding the Earth, Walking by Katharine Cook
5-11-13 - Florales Ludi: Festival of Flowers with Games by Katharine Cook
9-06-12 - My Love letter to Plum Village: Thay Nhat Hanh and the Brocade Fan - by Katharine Cook
9-02-12 - Katharine Cook and Peter Martinelli radio interview, - Festival of First Fruits, is on this page of Pt. Reyes' KWNR's site
6-29-12 - Update on Katharine Cook. Katharine has moved to Pt. Reyes Station, CA from San Rafael 3 years ago, drawn by the natural beauty of the place, vibrant community and other Zen friends -- i.e., Stuart Kutchins, Bing Gong. Her daughter Amber had been living out here for some time. Main activities have been writing for the West Marin Citizen, covering the annual Bioneers Conference, which takes place in San Rafael each October, writing poetry and gardening, hosting radio programs for KWMR. Currently working on an article about Suzuki Roshi's gardens at Tassajara for the Citizen. Hoping to publish first poetry collection soon.
She was able to bring John Liu, the leading international ecologist and film-maker who opened Bioneers 2011, to Pt. Reyes for a conference, and will be continuing to contribute to the Geography of Hope events sponsored ty Pt. Reyes Books. Putting "ecological value and function before an economy based on the production of goods and services" has become her mantra. Her joy is growing heirloom flowers and perennial grasses. Reach her at katharine.cook[at]gmail.com"
I had not known it could be like this: awakened at
6:30 a.m.by the phone ring, I hear my daughter,
solicitous for my well-being -- inquire after my state of mind.
Would I like to come over and sleep for awhile
on the extra couch bed in their living room?
Would I ever! It had been days with no sleep,
due to the industry, grid and 16 street lights
surrounding my place. No rest to be found here!
“”Yes, I would .” She arrived in her familiar Toyota van,
offering clothing found for me in the Good Will.
My being sagging, I donned it, followed down stairs into her car.
She drove to Pt. Reyes Affordable Homes, where she led me
into her darkened living room, where her dog and another
being boarded growled a bit.
Led to a low bed in the back of her living room, she
helped me undress into its warmth and abundant covers.
There, surrounded by a welcome quiet dark, was the
night I longed for. Low sound. No 16 street lights, traffic,
nor industry. Not a womb exactly, but a hefty slice of
true night, the way the earth feels when the sun is completely
down, the moon and stars up. I stretched out into the pillows
the thick quilts piled there.
Did I need any help out of my day clothes? ”A little,”
I closed my eyes, grateful for the darkness that
filled the room into every corner. I stretched and turned,
the little dog being boarded yapped a few times until
Drew, my daughter’s mate, quieted him down with
some strong orders. I lay there. . . quiet in true rest
for a couple of hours.
Then, queried about coffee and toast said “Yes.”
I was brought to their kitchen table, still dark
within the outdoor night.
She has a way with foods and service, learned through
native crafts she has studied. The coffee was above par
with a spicy fragrance. Whole wheat toast, buttered,
cut into attractive shapes with jam offered, a colored napkin,
and company, her caring ways laden with personal artistry:
she showed me her latest beadwork, so careful in
choice of colors—sewn onto soft leather.
I am in awe of her spirituality, so well grounded in her
earth body, the fruit of years of practices: the teepee of the
Native American church, Amma from India.
Her spirit nurtures me like no other. Her name ‘Amber’
was gleaned from the movie ‘Amber Tibet’ by Houston Smith,
about that ancient community of Buddhist practitioners.
Lying in bed pregnant I had noticed there were two colors
in the glass candle-holder by my bed. Amber was one of them.
Katharine Cook - 04.19.2016