All My Relations

All My Relations Many years ago I learned the word Niksookwa. What that means is All My Relations. I was living on the Blood Reserve in Southern Alberta back then, and my adopted father Naamoo told me to say this whenever I entered a sweat lodge for ceremony. So I...

Eagle on the Hunt

Eagle on the Hunt Yesterday I was sitting at my desk and, instead of working, I looked out the window over the ocean and pondered about all the violence in the world. The events in Paris had touched me deeply and even more so the millions of people who went on the...

Rough Nights

Rough Nights Last night I put a little candle on a cedar sheet, lit it, and with my two most important intentions for the coming year I let it float down the river to the sea. There they went, my wishes, dancing on the current until they disappeared around the bend of...

Talk With the Baby!

Talk With the Baby! As my second granddaughter is on her way, quite naturally I often ponder about unborn babies and their journey into life. When a new baby comes from the Spirit world to Earth, the first touch with the world is his/her mother’s placenta. The...

Masks

Masks A man is walking along the sidewalk of our town with a scary red devil’s mask and little horns on his head. It is Halloween, a great time to wear a mask, to explore how it feels to slip into a different identity. I took a deep breath and gave a sigh of relief...

The Secret of Gold

The Secret of Gold I am holding in my hands a tiny glass vial, and when I turn it, a fine yellow dust is shining. Gold. 0.29 grams, the result of a week of gold panning. A couple of weeks ago I was with a friend on a canoe trip in an old gold rush area in Northern BC....