Debi Smith

Debi Smith

Debi Smith -- wife, mother, grandmother, and concerned American and human being traveling aboard this small mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam--writes from her home in Ashland, Oregon. She welcomes your thoughtful comments, and ideas about how we can come together in search of common ground, at debi@mind.net

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We are gaining an enhanced awareness of what it means to be a global citizen while also living a little closer to home. (Photo: iStock/sv_sunny) Views
Wednesday, March 25, 2020
Reevaluating Our Priorities
It has all happened so fast. As Representative Eric Swalwell put it last week over social media: “How many years did you live this week?” This COVID-19 pandemic feels similar to what it must be like to live through a hurricane. You hear there may be one headed your way, if you're smart you prepare...
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If we suppress all discussion, all criticism, proclaiming, "This is the answer, my friends; man is saved!" we will doom humanity for a long time to the chains of authority, confined to the limits of our present imagination. (Photo: Illustration: Variety; Elements: Shutterstock) Views
Wednesday, January 22, 2020
If You Have the Truth, What Are You So Afraid Of?
Not so dissimilar to many, I was born into and grew up in a religion chosen by my parents. I'm not sure how it related to others, but in my religion questioning was frowned upon, if not outright prohibited. As was engaging in a truly open-minded discussion with another individual regarding their...
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The Camp Fire—so-named because it started near Camp Creek Road near Pulga, a former ghost town turned artist enclave—has forever changed the lives of tens of thousands of people. (Photo: Pixabay/CC0) Views
Monday, December 10, 2018
By Accident of Fate: The Fires in Paradise
I breathe dead people . The words ran unfettered across the chalkboard of my mind as I drove the curves of Oregon Route 66 back down into Ashland. It had taken nearly a week for the haze to blow north into our valley from the horrific and devastating Camp Fire that was burning three hours south. We...
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Pale Blue Dot Views
Sunday, February 12, 2017
Look Again at That Dot
That love your neighbor thing? That golden rule espoused by most of the world’s religions? It’s not about only loving those who we agree with. But why is this ideal not preached by our governments, or by most in our mainstream media (which in the U.S. has been consolidated into just five huge...
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Protesters in Jacksonville, Oregon, where President George W. Bush was scheduled to spend the night in 2004 while campaigning for a second term. Photo: American Civil Liberties Union Views
Sunday, June 08, 2014
To Be Silenced, Or Not to Be. Part Two
Circuit and Supreme Court rulings are bigger than me. All I know for certain is that in the fall of 2004, following a re-election stop in Medford, Oregon, then President Bush went to dine and stay in nearby Jacksonville and an unnecessary melee and severe infringement upon First Amendment rights...
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Wednesday, October 01, 2008
My Lunch With Sarah
Trying to wring one last river trip out of our summer here in the region known affectionately as "The State of Jefferson," a few days ago our family decided to head south from Ashland through the rugged Siskiyou Mountains to explore McCloud Falls in Northern California.
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Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Teatime with Gods, Goddesses, Angels, and Demons
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Wednesday, May 23, 2007
The Peace Fence
Over Mother's Day weekend, a controversial fence that bisects two neighborhoods in Ashland, Oregon became the temporary home for an art installation entitled "The Peace Fence." The fence itself--which sits on a 20-acre parcel of land owned by the Union Pacific Railroad Company--was installed in 2006 after a decision to postpone clean-up of 58,000 tons of soil contaminated by a rail car repair and maintenance facility sited there for nearly 100 years.
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Saturday, May 12, 2007
April's Fallen
April's Fallen
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Monday, May 07, 2007
Saving the World
"On a buffety, blustery early summer day, when the news was bad and the sky turned yellow, a strange thing happened in the town where I live." So begins the simple story that a woman in my town wrote to her new granddaughter three years ago. A story that has since been passed from mother to daughter, son to father, grandparent to grandchild, friend to friend, and so on--all the way around the world. The author of that story--which we'll get to more in a bit--has a favorite quote:
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