Sometimes a story is not in a book, but is the land we walk through. All stories used to be like that, but then came literacy and cities and BlackBerries with custom skins. Now, literacy is a great and powerful thing, but it does lend itself to conceiving of the world as a thing to be understood through words. I had the great good fortune this summer to be reminded again and again that the land itself is a book, and one containing stories we walk through. We will be talking about all of this in the coming year, in a series of spiritual writing workshops I will be leading in the labyrinth at Ocean Resort, in the heart of Kwakwaka’wakw territory, at the north end of the Salish Sea.