We Are This Land

Bathed in the light of the full Hunter’s moon I can feel the enormity of my responsibilities to this land.  My grandmothers’ people have lived their lives on these prairies for hundreds of generations.  This soil has held their sweat, their tears, their blood and...

A New Hunter’s Moon

In the time when our cycles more closely related to those of the land, we would take this time to prepare for the coming winter.  Living within the rhythms of our relatives helped us to understand what was coming and how to be ready.  Community allowed us to share...

Flying Up Moon

The last of our winged relatives are taking bold steps from the nest at the same time that we once again wrap our own little hearts in orange shirts and backpacks to take on the world.  The old people remind me that while it has not always been done this way, we must...

Lii Blooay

As I pluck the first of Lii Blooay from the bush, I am in awe of how they came to be.  When we as people discuss the gifts of lii mama la tayr, these little berries are exactly what we mean.  Under cover of the earth, one mighty little bush stretches its roots out...

The Teachings of Our Relatives

At this point in the week, you should be able to see the beginnings of the Feather Moulting moon in your night sky.  This teaching can be applied throughout our lives but seems so very relevant our current context.  During this moon, fledglings shed their baby...