Involve MeAugust 11, 2014
Tell me and I'll forget. Show me, and I may not remember. Involve me, and I'll understand. — Tribe Unknown
If We EmbraceAugust 08, 2014
If we embrace one human being, If we enlighten one mind, If we warm one heart, we have then done well. — Dragging Wolf
Native WomanAugust 06, 2014
Nine out of 10 people think that as a Native American woman, I'm supposed to look like either that Land-O-Lakes butter girl, or Disney's Pocahontas. — Charlotte Chinanao, Dineh and Jemez youth activist.
We Were HereAugust 04, 2014
We were here prior to U.S. nationhood. The average American needs to get off the fallacy we're going to be like everybody else. It's not going to happen. — Cedric Sunray
My ReasonAugust 01, 2014
My reason teaches me that land cannot be sold. The Great Spirit gave it to his children to live upon. So long as they occupy and cultivate it, they have a right to the soil. Nothing can be sold but such things as can be carried away. — Black Hawk
We Do Not OwnJuly 30, 2014
We do not own the freshness of the air or the sparkle of the water. How can you buy them from us? — Sealth
Hold OnJuly 28, 2014
Hold on to what is good,
Even if it's a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe,
Even if it's a tree that stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do,
Even if it's a long way from here.
Hold on to your life,
Even if it's easier to let go.
Hold on to my hand,
Even if someday I'll be gone away from you.
Our LandsJuly 25, 2014
We know our lands have now become more valuable. The white people think we do not know their value; but we know that the land is everlasting, and the few goods we receive for it are soon worn out and gone. — Canassatego
Never!July 23, 2014
Will we let ourselves be destroyed in our turn without a struggle, give up our homes, our country bequeathed to us by the Great Spirit, the graves of our dead and everything that is dear and sacred to us? I know you will cry with me, 'Never! Never! — Chief Tecumseh, Shawnee
The Land Is SacredJuly 21, 2014
The land is sacred. These words are at the core of your being. The land is our mother, the rivers our blood. Take our land away and we die. That is, the Indian in us dies. — Mary Brave Bird, Lakota