I have always heard that thoughts are things. You can think good or evil, happy or sad. You can think yourself healthy or sick, and on and on.
Our natural physic abilities have been mostly lost in the modern world.
When Black Elk saw in vision black ribbons around Mother Earth it was today's' asphalt highways. I could go on and on but you get the idea.
In my lessons learned from the spirit world, thought is super powerful. When we grieve for lost love ones their essence is…
So many times I hear those words
I also live those words because so many I know Never Made It Home, and some I knew were the People…
Cliffs where the Thunderous Voices came from.
Communions With The Thunderbeings
My favorite past time was escaping city life for the peace and solitude of the Earthly Mother. As a wilderness landscape photographer there was nothing I loved more. In the solitude of nature, I feel…Continue
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In the U.K., the headlines note the passing of a "Dances With Wolves actor."
But appearing in an Oscar-award-winning film was one of the least interesting things David William Beautiful Bald Eagle ever did.
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A new Canadian…Continue
Seven seas seven skies
Lightning strikes and brave men die
Tatanka great, Tatanka small
When darkness comes they kill them all
You take what you want but you don't ask
You're future doesn't lie with things of the past
The search for freedom will never be found
As long as we stand upon this sacred ground
The curse of the curses upon the land
One day Tatanka will make a stand
Take back the…
"Man Walks Among Us"
Warm are the winds on the desert
A whirlwind is dancing around
I stop to survey all the beauty that's here
When a shadow moves out 'cross the ground
It's an eagle that circles above me
And he screams to his friends on the hill
"Stay close together, move not a feather
Man walks among us, be still, be still
Man walks among us, be still"
Everything hides, but I see them
I've spotted an old…
The mythology of the Haida, like that of other tribes on the central and northern coast, is based on the epic cycle of stories about the Raven and his various exploits. The Raven is truly a trickster who liberates humankind from a clamshell, then in one story sets the universe in order, only to threaten it with chaos in the next. The Raven is the most greedy, mischievous and lecherous creature imaginable, but almost without meaning to, teaches humans the arts of living a good life. Haida…Continue
There's a kid out on my corner, hear him strumming like a fool
Shivering in his dungerees, but still he's going to school
His cheeks are made of peach fuzz -- his hopes may be the same
But he's signed up as a soldier out to play the music game
There are fake patches on his jacket -- he's used bleach to fade his jeans
With a brand new stay pressed shirt -- and some creased and wrinkled dreams
His face a blemish garden -- but his eyes are virgin clear
Sometime in the 80’s Carl ( my teacher ) Judy ( my wife ) and I took a trip to New Mexico to visit Grey Antelope on the Santa Clara Reservation. When you first meet him he looks at your heart Charka very closely, and if you pass inspection he will talk to you. Actually Grey antelope laughs a…
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On unsteady feet, Gray Antelope, medicine man, walked in the White Mist World, images from the earth world flying past him out of the fog. All manner of things, four-legged, two-legged, winged-ones, swirled and flowed around him. Pictures flashed by him, breaking into pieces and reforming as if he were in the center of a kaleidoscope. A Pronghorn antelope came bounding out of the mist, its sleek body dancing gracefully, its dark…
Atchakosuk are the spirit lights up above. “All people of the Earth have stories of the stars. The First People of North America are no different” — Wilfred Buck, Cree Science Educator. The late storyteller Murdo Scribe told this story of the big dipper: Ochek Atchakosuk are the fisher stars in Cree legends from Northern Manitoba. (The fisher is a small fierce relative of the wolverine.) This legend tells us how summer was brought to the north country. Long ago there was no summer in…Continue
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When Twyla was doing her intensives in the Buffalo, New York area she would have all her students up at dawn greeting the Sun. She beat on her drum while having everyone pray.
Ho Great Mystery.
We awake to another Sun,
Grateful for gifts bestowed
Granted one by one,
The fall is the sunniest time of the year
And the mountains are clear every day
But November it brings home the clouds and the rain once again
December is many warm nights by the fire
Reading stories and sipping some beer
With the days growing longer, the end of the winter…
The years have come to get us
turn us gray and old.
Sitting on the sofa as our feet grow cold,
but if life is for the living lets sip some more champagne
and honey could you help me find my dancing cane.
Lets play an ancient record, maybe move around the room.
Lets shake this mausoleum full of old heirlooms,
I'm silly from the silence, senseless from the pain-
and honey could you help me find my dancing cane.
As long as were together, in love…Continue