Involve MeJanuary 02, 2012
Tell me and I'll forget. Show me and I may not remember. Involve me and I'll understand.
TomorrowDecember 30, 2011
I think over again my small adventures
My fears, those small ones that seemed so big
For all the vital things I had to get and reach
And yet there is only one great thing
The only thing
To live to see the great day that dawns
And the light that fills the world.
The FrogDecember 28, 2011
The frog does not drink up the pond in which he lives.
Talking to the AnimalsDecember 26, 2011
If you talk to the animals they will talk with you and you will know each other. If you do not talk to them you will not know them and what you do not know, you will fear. What one fears, one destroys.
VictoryDecember 23, 2011
When a white army battles Indians and wins, it is called a great victory, but if they lose it is called a massacre.
Our LandDecember 21, 2011
We, the great mass of the people think only of the love we have for our land, we do love the land where we were brought up. We will never let our hold to this land go, to let it go it will be like throwing away (our) mother that gave (us) birth.
Battle DressDecember 19, 2011
The idea of full dress for preparation for a battle comes not from a belief that it will add to the fighting ability. The preparation is for death, in case that should be the result of conflict. Every Indian wants to look his best when he goes to meet the great Spirit, so the dressing up is done whether in imminent danger is an oncoming battle or a sickness or injury at times of peace.
Lost SpiritsDecember 16, 2011
It was supposed that lost spirits were roving about everywhere in the invisible air, waiting for children to find them if they searched long and patiently enough. [The spirit] sang its spiritual song for the child to memorize and use when calling upon the spirit guardian as an adult.
DeathDecember 14, 2011
There is no death. Only a change of worlds.
What We AreDecember 12, 2011
The American Indian is of the soil, whether it be the region of forests, plains, pueblos, or mesas. He fits into the landscape, for the hand that fashioned the continent also fashioned the man for his surroundings. He once grew as naturally as the wild sunflowers, he belongs just as the buffalo belonged.