Sitting down, surrounded by the council and the warriors, I began to tell them the premonition given to me in my dream. Our children stolen from us starved, beaten, raped only for a means to destroy their spirit. Evil teachings and drugs used to destroy our communities, disease, and desecration of our sacred ways. Continue reading
In the Inipi among the heat and haze a grandfather speaks… Hey ya ya hey ha hey ya yo… The sound of a lone drummer singing in the distance wakes me from the abyss of a nightmare. I awake disoriented and confused. Continue reading
I am past pain. My body is heavy and broken I can no longer even cry out. The darkness blankets me like a fog pulling me down. It is so cold. Continue reading
I do not feel the pain of impact. A mental count, I took down four of the enemy when I landed.
Grabbing a nearby rock in one hand and a knife from the enemy below me I continue my attack. Continue reading
I am sure they can hear my ragged breath and pounding heart. I am afraid.
Can they smell my fear?
My heart is pounding I can feel all the fear, and resentment merging, growing, becoming beyond my control. In this moment I am a warrior. I want this fight. Even if I die here, they will remember me. Continue reading