The lovely memorial page to Nina (www.ninagitana.allegre.ca) asserts that “to a Taoist, she was a Taoist, to a Sufi she was a Sufi, to an Oglala Sioux she was an Oglala Sioux.” I don’t agree. When I knew her, Taoism was one of my core sensibilities. I had read...
This is the second entry in a series about my meetings with Nina Gitana, a truly remarkable person. Rick and I parked near the road, walked past some large boulders, down into a stream bed that probably once had a bridge over it, then up again to Nina’s place. ...
Bill Lederer would probably not have gotten along with Nina Gitana. Where he celebrated life’s physical manifestations, the million million narratives in the world, she strove only to leave them behind. Where he was profane and lusty, she was soft-spoken and chaste. Bill, despite having worked in the rigid hierarchy...