After crying for twenty hours because I’m going to be an orphan soon, I surrender all. I’m at the end of my bloodline because I’m dirt and river water. I’m Toisnoit Skaru:re to Contentnea Creek, a Gatekeepers off-spring that hid in plain sight for 300 years. I’m this black earth where people from Fort Neyuheru:keContinue reading “Crying The Blues Away”
Thanksgiving Day 11.26.2015 The World is at war! Instigators are trying to bring about Armageddon. Locally, people seem angry and resentful. The land is saturated with exploitation. The world treats the land like it treats cultural others. And yet, God guides me to and from Toisnot/Contentnea to Chowanook beside Lake Vann to share learning withContinue reading “Thanksgiving Day::Reflections”
Blogger isn’t working, so for Thanksgiving Break, I’m migrating all of my online journal entries to WordPress. This site will now be the portal for my teaching.