The social revolution of the 1960’s and 70’s was a time of positive change for American Indian people and America in general.
Enter J.K. Rowling: a well-meaning white lady whose work, “History of Magic in North America,” debuted with some criticism concerning its depiction of Native Americans.
The March 3, 2016 murder of Indigenous leader Berta Cáceres in Honduras reminded me of John Bodley’s book Victims of Progress (1982).
You know how as we all go through life we have those a-ha moments, or epiphanies or revelations, whatever you want to call it.
Black Elk said that perhaps there is a root of the Sacred Tree that still lives. He said, “ If there is, then we should nourish it so that it will fill with singing birds! ” He proclaimed this in 1953 in the twilight of his life. How prophetic his words were and are.
Like a broken pipeline spilling sickness across the prairie, South Dakota lawmakers often pump out hateful legislation that marginalizes our most vulnerable citizens, including transgender youth
In the past, policies and laws have always been written as prescriptions for us Native American people to follow, including when it comes to protecting the lands, dwellings, art, and final resting places of our ancestors.
Tribes nation-wide and other Americans across the country deeply appreciate Senator Bernie Sanders’ efforts in the U.S. Senate to protect tribal sacred land in Arizona known as Oak Flat, located on U.S.
Where do we gain our moral conscious? Where do we acquire our moral guide? I bring these questions up to ask two other questions: Why are so many Native people still absorbed with colonization and decolonization in 2016?
The US Supreme Court has declined to weigh in on a lower court ruling that will, in effect, allow ancient bones to be returned to American Indians in California.
Our D/Lakota ancestors Vine Deloria, Jr., and Floyd "Red Crow" Westerman warned us of culture vultures. As Westerman sang:
And the anthros keep on digging our sacred ceremonial sites
As the season of Wahta Osis (Maple Sap) approaches I’m reminded of a conversation I had with a friend of mine who has gotten into the commercial maple syrup business.
As I get older the words of my elders ring louder and longer in my mind. “We are an original people. We have always been here. We will survive.” Such messages are proven to me daily.
Indian life is full of incongruences. The sacred lands we live on, the land our ancestors cleared to make our lives livable, is the same land our youth blasts their bass-ridden, misogynistic lyrics on.