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Blog Entrymedicine wheelOct 27, '07 6:48 AM
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The Medicince Wheel you see is on top of Medicine Mountain in the Big Horn National Forest...northeast corner of Wyoming..I believe it overlaps into Montana even. At any rate, when you get up there you can see the ends of the Earth. Quite a view!!

At nearly 10,000 miles above sea level, sits the Medicine Wheel... a place of worship, a National Historic Site and an archeological mystery.

It is believed that somewhere between A.D. 1200 and A.D. 17oo, hundreds of limestone rocks were placed in the shape of a wheel. It is roughly 80 feet in diameter , has 28 spokes and 6 cairns on the rim with a center cairn. Who built it and why? No one knows for sure, but Native American beliefs and archeological evidence point to its use as a spiritual site. One that rivals the Stonehenge. Many people still go to the Medicine Wheel and Medicine Mountain for spiritual healing, vision quests, solitude inspiration and meditation. I believe it was as many as 80 tribes that still use the Wheel for a spiritual site.

"Eventually one goes to the Medicine Wheel to fulfill one's life" Old Mouse--Arikara

I went a couple summers ago. It was a beautiful scenic drive up the mountain and I was awed at the view from on top of the world! And the hike up the trail to the actual wheel was a long one.. if I remember right was something like 12 miles.. I think.. but as I neared the Wheel and made my way around the 80 foot ring I felt a tugging at my heart and soul.. I can not explain it. At one point half way around I could not bear it any longer and cried... why? I felt the ancient ones there is all I can say. I left with a peace in my heart tho. All around the Wheel there were trinkets. Pieces of cloth, beads, rocks, feathers... items left in prayer and in meditation or as an offering to the spirits. It is a place to do some soul searching and deep thinking. pictures cannot capture the sheer magnitude of the area, the awesome expanse of land, the feeling of being on TOP of the world! My advice.. if you can.. GO!!!! ...it is well worth the drive and hike!

Shalom my friends


Blog Entrylegend of the peace pipeOct 27, '07 6:14 AM
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In the long ago, the Lakotas were in a camp and the two young men lay upon a hill watching for signs.They saw a long way in the distance a lone person coming...when the person came closer they saw that it was a woman. When she came nearer they saw that she was without clothing of any kind except that her hair was very long and fell over her body like a robe. One man said to the other that e should go and meet the woman and embrace her... his companion cautioned him to be careful...but the young man would not be persuaded an dwent to meet the woman. His companion saw that he attempted to embrace herand there was a cloud closed about them... in a short time the cloud disappeared and the woman was alone. She beckond the other young man to her and told him to come there and assured him that he would no tbe harmed.

When he got there she showed him the bare bones of his companion and he was very afraid...but he told him that if he would do as she directed, no harm would come to him. She then directed him to return to the campand call all the council together and tell them in a short time that they would see four puffs of smoke under the sun at midday. When they saw this sign they should prepare a feast, and all sit in the customary circle to have the feast served when she entered the camp, but the men must all sit with their heads bowed and look at the ground until she was in their midst. Then she would serve the feast to them and after they feasted she would tell them what to do: that they must obey her in everything: that if they obeyed her in evrything they would have all their prayersto the Wakun Tanka answered and be prosperous and happy.

Then she disappered as a mist disappears so the young man knew she was Wakun. He returned to the camp and told of these things to the people and the council decided to do as she had instructed...in a few days they saw four puffs of smoke under the sun at midday and prepared a feast and all dressed in their best clothing and sat in the circle.

Every man bowed his head and looked towards the ground. Suddenly the women began uttering low exclamations of admiration...Then the woman entered the circle and took the food and served it, first to the little children and then to the women, and then she bade the men to look up.They did so and saw a very beautiful woman dressed in the softest deerskin which was ornamented with fringes and colours more beautiful than any of the women of the Lakota had ever worked. She told them that she wished to serve them always; that htey had first seen her as smoke and that they should always see her as smoke.Then she took from her pouch a pipe and willow bark and Lakota tobacco and filled the pipe with the bark and tobacco and lighted it with a coal from the fire.

She smoked a few whiffs and then handed it to the chief and told him to smoke and hand it to another.Thus the pipe was passed until it was smoked, then she instructed the council how to gather the bark and the tobaccoa and how to prepare it and gave the pipe into their keepings, telling them that as long as they preserved the pipe she would serve them. When the smoke came from teh pipe she would be present and hear their prayers and take them to the Wakun Tanka and plead for them that their prayers should be answered.

After this she remained in the camp for many days and all the time she was there everyone was happy for she went from tipi to tipi with good words for all. When the time came for her to go, she called all the people together...She stood in the midst of the circle and when the fire had burned to coals she directed the shaman to place on it the sweetgrass. This made a coud of smoke and the woman entered the smoke and disappeared. The shaman instructed the people that they could make other pipes and use them and that the sacred woman would be in the smoke of any pipeif smoked with proper solemnity and form.

Thus it was that the Beautiful Woman brought the pipes to the Lakotas.

Finger, Oglala Lakota


Blog Entrylakota siouxOct 26, '07 12:53 PM
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On the wind-swept plains of South Dakota, you can almost imagine what life was like hundreds of years ago... at a time when the Sioux called the land their own:

Long before the first white settlers reached North America, the Sioux were a proud people known for their bravery and their code of honour. Their territory was the Great Plains we know as South Dakota, North Dakota, Wyoming, Nebraska, and Montana.

Some groups lived in semi-sedentary villages, while most roamed the plains in a seasonal cycle following the herds of buffalo and other game.

Their lives were close to the land and nature. Because of this, they felt all things--from the sun's rays to the smallest ant--were the work of the Wakan Tanka, the Grandfather Spirit, the Great Mystery Power. The sky, sun, and winds were all part of the Great Spirit. They believed he was in them also. Their lives were guided by a very personal relationshi[p with the Great Spirit, which intimately tied them to every aspect of nature.

Hunting was a matter of life and death for the nomadic Sioux. They moved from place to place following the game. Buffalo were hunted in the summer and fall. They would set up campsites along a river and always in an area that was easily defendable. The women were responsible for setting up the large buffalo hide tipis.

During the summer they would gather for ceremonial hunts. The women would prepare for the winter by collecting fruits and plants to be dried, while the men hunted. It was a time of peace and plenty. Food was dried and stored for the long hard winters that would soon come. In addition to buffalo and other game, the Sioux diet included wild rice, beans, turnips, cactus buttons, wild grapes, raspberries, willow buds, choke cherries, gooseberries, bird eggs and fish. Wansa, a cake made from ground meat and fruit, was a special treat.

Roots and herbs were also collected for medicine. The wicisa, or medicine men, attained a high level of expertisse in the art of medicine. They set broken bones, cured illnesses , and treated wounds with their vast knowledge of plants.

Summer was also the time for the Sundance, a ritual to help maintain tribal unity. The Sundance was a shared spiritual experience, lasting for 12 days, in which the warriors would test their bravery and asked the Great Spirit for protection. The entire tribe took part in this ceremony and it is still practiced today as an important link between the past and the present.

Winter was a time of hunger if provisions had not been made in spring or summer. With less game to hunt, the large bands seperated into smaller groups and moved their camps to the valleys or forests to escape the harsh winter.

Winter was also a time for family. Children played with buffalo rib sleds, games similar to dice were played by both men and women, stories were told, legends and history were passed down. The Sioux did not have a written language, so the oral tradition was an important way for preserving knowledge. Legends gave the Sioux an understanding of their place in the world. It gave them a refernce of why certain things were done, an dwhy certain behaviours were not accepted.

In addition to the oral tradition, they used pictures and symbols to record family events. These symbols were often painted on the family's tipi. Time was recorded by the seasons. The years were counted by the winters that passed. This was known as the Winter Count. Months were counted by the full moons and each moon had a certain name, for example, the "moon when the deer shed their antlers" was December. A hunter's journey was not counted by the number of days he was away, but by the "sleeps".

Families were an important part of Lakota society. Each member had an important title. No child ever felt unloved or un-wanted because there were always relatives around and they always had a home. The family was an extended one, with grandparents, uncles and aunts, all assuming the role of the parent. At birth, each child was given a second set of parents.

The wisdom of the elders was passed down to the next generation. The children learned by watching and imitating. The young men learned to hunt and trap and fish from fathers and uncles, while the young women learned to cook, sew and preserve foods from mothers and aunts.

Because the Sioux depended on one another for their survival, each member was treated with great respect. This was best shown in the giveaway ceremony. This was used to honour an individual. Basiclly, it was a big party in which each person brought a gift for the person being honoured. The more important the person, the more imortant the gift. After much singing and dancing, each person who gave a gift was then honoured by receiing one of the gifts in return.

The buffalo was an important element in the Sioux way of life. It was life itself to the Plains Indians. They hunted it with reverence, never killing more than what was needed. Everything they neede for survival, except water and the long poles for tipis, could be provided by the buffalo. It provided hides for clothing, shelter and blankets, meat for food, bones for arrow tips or fish hooks or ceremonial objects. The buffalo was a gift from the Great Spirit and nothing was wasted. It was so important to everyday life, that a boy was not considered a man until he killed his first buffalo.

The introduction of the horse by the Spanish in 1541 shaped the Sioux life. Among the Sioux, war ponies were given special recognition, just like the warriors who rode them. They were often decorated and painted with symbols of bravery and victories. Because of the horse, hunting and travelin were much easier.

The pipe was a powerful and sacred symbol. It represented a link between the Great Spirit and man. The red stone pipe bowl represented the Earth, the stem was the soil's bounty and the smoke was the breathe of the Great Spirit. No ceremony was complete without the sharing of the sacred pipe.

In good weather the families spent much or their time outdoors. Their home was a tipi. It was made from buffalo hides sewn together and stretched over a frame of long sturdy poles. These poles were highly prized as tall straight trees were scarce. It could withstand the fierce prairie winds, yet light enough to be erected and taken down quickly. The tipi was a home and a sacred place, round like the sacred circle of life itself.

The eagle feather was a symbol of status and power. When notched, clipped or dyed, each feather had a special meaning. Feathers with a red spot painted on them meant a warrior had killed a foe in battle. Warriors wore feathers in theri hair and when they had been awarded enough a bonnet was made.

Not everything in life was work, however. The Sioux used things they found in nature to ornament their clothing and every day utensils. Porcupine quills were often dyed bright colours and woven into intricate designs. Beads were an important trade item. The Sioux soon became masters at the art of beadwork. Today they are best known for their beadwork and quilting.


Blog EntryDevil's TowerSep 30, '07 6:26 AM
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Out of the plains of Wyoming rises the Devil's Tower. It is an immense cone of basalt that seems to touch the clouds and can be visible for hundreds of miles.

Of course, Devil's Tower is white man's name, for there is no name in Sioux for Devil. Most tribes call it Bear Rock:

Long ago, two Indian boys found themselves lost on the prairie. You know how it is with boys, they played with their toy bows and arrows shooting them far into the sage, and heard noises and ran off to investigate. They came to a stream and followed it for a while. They came to a hill and just had to see what was on the other side. On the other side was a herd of antelope, so they just had to track them for a while. When they got hungry and thought it time to go home, they found that they had no idea where they were. They started off in the direction of the villiage, only to get further and further away from it. At last they just curled up beneath a tree and went to sleep.

They got up the next morning and walked some more, still in the wrong direction. The ate some wild berries and dug up some wild turnips, found some chokecherries, and drank water from the streams. For three days they walked towards the west. They were footsore, but they survived. Oh, how they wished their parents or uncles or even their sisters would find them but no one came.

On the fourth day they had a feeling they were being followed. They turned and in the distance saw Mato, the bear. But this was no oridanry bear, but a giant grizzly that would soon make only a small mouthful out of the two boys. And he had smelled them. The earth was trembling as he gathered speed.

The boys started running, looking for places to hide, but there was no place and the grizzly was gaining on them. They stumbled and fell, the grizzly almost on top of them. They could smell his hot, evil breath and see his enormous jaws open, with enormous wicked teeth. The boys began to pray:" Tunkashila, Grandfather, have pity, save us"

All at once the ground began to shake and rise, the boys rising with it. Out of the earth came a cone of rock, rising thousands of feet to the clouds, with the two boys on top. Mato was disappointed to see his meal disappearing into the clouds. Have I said he was a Giant bear? He was so huge he could almost(but not quite) reach the top of the rock when he stood on his hind legs. His claws were as large as tipi poles. Frantically Mato dug his claws into the side of the rock, trying to get up, to get the boys. As he did so he made scratches in the sides of the towering rock, but the stone was too slippery, and Mato could not get up. He tried every spot, all around the tower, and the boys watched as Mato exhausted himself. He finally tired and gave up, lumbering off. The growling, grumbling mountain of fur disappeared over the horizon.

The boys were saved! Or were they? How would they get down? They could not fly.

Some years ago, some mountain climbers tried to conquer Devil's Tower. They had ropes and climbing gear. They managed to get up, but could not get back down. A helicopter had to fly in and rescue them. But the Indians had no helicopters, so how did the boys get down? The legend does not tell us this. But we can be sure that the Great Spirit did not save the boys only to let them perish on top of a giant rock.


Blog EntryBattle of Rose BudSep 27, '07 1:21 PM
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In the summer of 1876, two of the greatest battles between soldiers and Indains were fought on the plains of Montana. The first was the Battle of Rosebud and the second being the Battle of The Little Bighorn, a week after the first . Custer was defeated at the Battle of the Little Bighorn. The Cheyenne call the Battle of Rosebud the "Fight Where The Girl Saved Her Brother".. here is why:

A hundred years ago, white men wanted the Indians to go into prisons called "reservations", to give up their freedom of roaming and hunting buffalo, to give up being Indians. Some tamelly submitted and settled down behind barbed wire fences. Others did not. The ones who went to live like white men were called "friendlies", those who would not were called "hostiles". They weren't hostile, they just wanted to be left alone to live the Indian way, which was a good way. The soldiers would not leave them alone. They would round up all the "hostiles", killing those who resisted and bring back the rest to the reservations.

Three columns of soldiers entered the last stretch of land the red man had left. They were led by Generals Crook, Terry , and Custer. Crook had two thousand men, a cannon and Indian scouts. At Rosebud, he met up with the united Sioux and Cheyenne warriors. The Indians had danced the sacred Sundance. The great Sioux chief and holy man, Sitting Bull, had a vision telling him the soldiers would be defeated. The warriors were in high spirits, vowing to fight until they were killed, and painting their faces for war. They were singing their death songs and putting on their finest clothing so that when they were killed, their enemies would say" how finely he is dressed, he must have been a great chief". The old chiefs were instructing the young men how to act. The medicine men were preparing protective charms for the fighters and putting gopher dust in their hair and painting their horses with hailstones.. to render them invisible to their enemies. Brave Wolf had the most admired medicine.. a mounted hawk he had fastened to the back of his head. He always rode into battle blowing his eagle bone whistle... and once the fighting began his hawk would come to life and whistle too.

Many proud tribes were there besides the Cheyenne--the Hunkpapa, the Minniconjou, the Oglala, the Burned Thighs, the Two Kettles. Many brave chiefs and warriors were there--Two Moons, White Bull, Dirty Moccasins, Little Hawk, Yellow Eagle and Lame White Man. Among the Sioux were Crazy Horse and Sitting Bull and Rain-in- the-Face. Too many to count, and what a fine sight to see.

Those who had earned the right to wear war bonnets were lifting them up and singing...three times they would stop and the fourth time they would place their bonnets on their head. Crazy Horse shouted his famous war cry: "A good day to die, and a good day to fight! Cowards to the rear , brave hearts-- follow me!"

The fight started. Many coups were counted, many brave deeds were done. Among the Cheyenne was a woman who rode bravely beside her husband, Black Coyote. Her name was Buffalo-Calf-Road-Woman. Her brother, Chief-Comes-In-Sight was also there. She looked for him, finding him surrounded, his horse killed and the soldiers and the Crow scouts taking aim. He was fighting them off with courage and skill. Buffalo-Calf-Road-Woman uttered a shrill cry and raced into the midst of the battle. Chief-Comes- In -Sight jumped up on the back of her horse as she raced by. Her horse moved to fst for the Crow scouts to hit them with their bows and arrows. The soldiers and the Cheyanne and Sioux all stopped and watched this brave girl saving her brother's life. The warriors sent up a mighty shout in honour of Buffalo-Calf-Road-Woman.

The battle was still young and not many men had been killed on either side. But the white general was thinking, "if their women fight like this.. what chance do I have against the men? Even if we win, I will lose half of my men." So Crook retreated a hundred miles or so and was to join up with Custer and his men a week later. But when Custer fought the same Cheyenne and Sioux, Crook was too far away and Custer's regiment was wiped out.

Many who saw what she had done considered this to be counting the greatest coup of all.. not taking a life away.. but giving a life. That is why the Battle of Rosebud is called the Fight Where The Girl Saves Her Brother


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