Hi Bettye, I would like your Taco Soup recipe if I may. Life is good and the freezer is starting to get a bit of room for a change. Virginia in Seattle ----- Original Message ----- From: "Bettye Woodhull" <betron1@sbcglobal.net> To: <CHEROKEE-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, February 18, 2006 10:59 AM Subject: Re: [Cherokee Circle] Shadow Bear > Good afternoon from Ft. Worth area! where we don't know what is going to > happen with our weather! Just enough mist of something to show dampness on > 1/2 of the patio not protected by the house. > So, Shadowbear, do you dry (cure) your own meat, or purchase it from > these specialty stores? > I have a great Taco Soup recipe if anyone would like a copy. I will be > making a 1/2 recipe tomorrow - it makes a big pot!, but it freezes well if > you have space. > Stay in and stay safe - weather isn't fit to be out in. > Bettye Woodhull > ----- Original Message ----- > From: "shadowbear270" <shadowbear270@webtv.net> > To: <CHEROKEE-L@rootsweb.com> > Sent: Saturday, February 18, 2006 12:17 PM > Subject: [Cherokee Circle] Shadow Bear > > > > Moonsister==You really know good food that dinner > > > > will make the whole neighborhood want to sit at your table==here I have > > fixed some soup from the dry stuff I have stored This time I will put > > some dry meat in== > > > > SHADOW BEAR > > > > > > ==== CHEROKEE Mailing List ==== > > <<>OPEN forum to all Cherokee topics - except Genealogy<>> > > <>Culture-History-Language-Folk lore and Truths<> > > Good Manners & Language is required to be on the list > > ALL the links you will need to sub and unsub or contact listowner below > > http://lists.rootsweb.com/index/other/Ethnic-Native/CHEROKEE.html > > > > ============================== > > Search the US Census Collection. Over 140 million records added in the > > last 12 months. Largest online collection in the world. Learn more: > > http://www.ancestry.com/s13965/rd.ashx > > > > > > > ==== CHEROKEE Mailing List ==== > <<>OPEN forum to all Cherokee topics - except Genealogy<>> > <>Culture-History-Language-Folk lore and Truths<> > Good Manners & Language is required to be on the list > ALL the links you will need to sub and unsub or contact listowner below > http://lists.rootsweb.com/index/other/Ethnic-Native/CHEROKEE.html > > ============================== > Find your ancestors in the Birth, Marriage and Death Records. > New content added every business day. Learn more: > http://www.ancestry.com/s13964/rd.ashx >

Ghost Dance Origin Myth II - Winnebago . A young man lived in a village with his wife whom he loved so much that there was nothing he would not do for her. One day she fell ill and her condition rapidly deteriorated despite the treatment of many wâkdocewe (physicians). Finally, he called a very wákâtcâk man, blessed with many curative powers, to see what he could do. Even though he exerted himself mightily, he was powerless to reverse her decline, and she died. That night they held the Ghost Lighting Rites (Wanághadajáhira) to light her way to Spiritland. He was much respected by the people, so everyone showed up for each of the Four Slumbers. After games were played in her honor, everyone went home. However, the man could not accept the parting of his wife, and prepared for a journey to the west, as that is the direction that they say souls (wanâghi) take after death. So he set out the next morning in pursuit of his wife, traveling long and hard toward the setting sun until finally he became so fatigued that he had to use a cane. In time he became exhausted and fell to his hands and knees. Even so he did not give up, but began crawling westward. Soon his knees became so badly skinned that he tied basswood bark around them. In the distance he saw a little knoll surrounded by very beautiful country. He thought to himself, "If I could only make it to the top of that knoll, I would be content to die there." So he struggled mightily, and finally having reached the summit, rolled over on his back exhausted. There he waited for death to overtake him. When he closed his eyes, unexpectedly, he heard a voice which said, "Let's go home. This is where I live." He opened his eyes, and there before him was a man covered with what looked like hair. At first he could not get up, but when the man said, "Come on!" he jumped right up and followed the man to his lodge nearby. Once inside, the man told him, "Grandson, you are indeed pitiable, and what little I can do for you, I will certainly try my utmost to accomplish." After they had eaten, the hairy man told him, "Grandson, keep going as you have been. You will eventually reach the lodge of my friend, but first you must jump across a wide stream. It will be difficult, grandson, but you must jump across it." The next day he traveled far until finally he came upon the stream. Unexpectedly, it was no mere stream at all, but a raging torrent whose current swept by with such force that whirlpools and violent eddies swirled turbulently in its channel. The land on the other side was so distant that it looked like a man's eyebrow. He did not see how any human being could jump across it, but he thought to himself all that he had suffered, and said, "I already died long ago!" He took a running start, and closing his eyes, made a blind leap. Unexpectedly, he came down on dry land. In amazement he turned around to see how he could have sailed across such an immense expanse, but the raging torrent that he thought that he had jumped was nowhere to be seen. Instead, there was a small creek in its place. It had all been an illusion. He thought to himself, "If everything that looks difficult proves this easy, then maybe I will succeed after all." At this thought he took heart. He went on some ways until finally he came to a round lodge. A voice from inside said, "Come in," so he entered. There, much to his surprise, he found the very man he had talked to before, and with him was another man. They spoke to him and said, "Grandson, what you wish to accomplish will indeed be very difficult, but we will concentrate our minds upon it for you. So keep going and you will come to a lodge where our friend lives. Perhaps he will be able to tell you something that will help you." So after he ate, he went on his way again. Finally he came to another round lodge, where he was invited inside. This time he encountered the two men he had seen before, and with them was a third. This man gave him something to eat, and then spoke to him: "What I wish to tell you is that what you are doing is indeed difficult, but exert your utmost efforts, for if you fail, you will be in a very pitiable condition," he said. So the man went onward. Not long afterwards, he came to a hill with numerous lodges clustered about it.The village was so large that its end was lost to view. He walked into the village whose lodges were made of bark, yet it appeared to be a ghost town. He looked into several lodges, but could find no one, until at last he entered a lodge where he found four men. Three of the men were the ones with whom he had already spoken. The fourth one addressed him and said, "Grandson, it will indeed be difficult for you, but you are now at the place that you have so long sought. Just the same, you are not to look upon your wife, but you must do exactly as we instruct you, or all you have hoped for will be lost. Tonight there will be a great dance, but no matter what happens, you must not look around anywhere -- just gaze straight ahead. My friends and I will do all we can for you." That evening, unexpectedly, he heard the sound of a drum followed by shouts from people all around the village. The drum sounded four times, and each time the shouting grew louder and more widespread. Then someone said, "It's about to begin. It will be crowded in front of the lodge." So the man and the four spirits went inside and took their place in the center of the lodge. They were in the dance lodge. He heard whispering behind him as someone said, "Wagisga has come in pursuit of his wife. In this he will surely fail." Then they began to tease him: "Doesn't he know that's she remarried?" Another said, "Yeah, I'm the one who married her." Then the singing began. It was indeed powerful, and his relatives gathered around him and sang about him: Wagisga's wife has come; Many more still will come. These were their words as they teased him. This went on all night, until they all disappeared with the rays of the morning sun. Despite what they had said, his wife knew nothing about his arrival in Spiritland. Once the sun was up, Wagisga and his four helpers returned to their own lodge. His spiritual attendants were very pleased and told him, "Grandson, this night ;you have done well; but tomorrow night will be more difficult -- you must exert all your powers." That evening when they heard the drum and the shouting that followed it, Wagisga and his friends set out for the long lodge. When they arrived, immediately the teasing began. They were trying to get him to say something. Then they began their singing, and as good as it had been the night before, their singing this night was beyond compare. This night, beside teasing him mercilessly, the ghosts put their hands on him and pushed his head down. Still he did not look around even for his wife, and when morning came, the first light dispersed all the ghosts. When he got back to his lodge, his spiritual attendants were full of praise: "Grandson, you have again done well, but tonight it will be even more difficult, tonight you must exert your powers to the fullest." When night fell again, they heard once more the sound of the drum followed by the shouts of the ghosts. He placed himself in the center of the lodge. Even though there were now six spirits attending upon Wagisga, they could do nothing for him as the ghosts teased him endlessly. Now the singing began, and the earth seemed to shake from the sounds of the drum. He could hardly resist the temptation to join in. The ghosts tugged at his blanket and fell down beside him, but despite all, he held on to the first rays of the sun. As the light fell upon them, the ghosts seemed to evaporate. When he got back to the lodge where he was staying, there were now eight spirits. One said, "Grandson, tonight will be the last night, and although there are now eight of us, still we will not be able to help you unless you exert all your power." That night the drum sounded and the shouting was so strong that it seemed to fill the heavens. "Let's go," said the spirits, "as the lodge will be crowded." He noticed immediately that the village had grown a bit, as during this time all those who had died had arrived there. The lodge was so crowded that they had to squeeze their way in. Amid the teasing that followed his arrival, unexpectedly, he heard the voice of his wife asking him, "If you were going to ignore me, then why did you come after me?" She said this twice, and he almost turned to look at her. Now the world itself seemed to resonate with the beat of the drum and the voices seemed to fill the heavens. This time they grabbed his blanket and dragged him along. His wife led them in this. He tried to stay wrapped in his blanket, but the ghosts nearly pulled it off of him more than once. They began to pile on him, and treated his eight attendants as if they did not exist. He became tired and weak. Soon the ghosts were grabbing him by the knees and dragging him around. Just the same, he resisted, and with the coming of day, the light dispersed the ghosts. The attendants said, "Well done, Grandson! You have attained your objective." When they returned to the lodge at which they were staying, one of the spirits spoke to him and said, "Grandson, from now on what you have achieved will not be permitted. Earthmaker has not ordained that it should be so, but through our blessings you have attained it, you have won back your wife." Then he turned to one of the other spirits and said, "Go get his wife for him!" They brought her to him, and the spirit spoke again: "Grandson, I have blessed you, and with this too I bless you: a thing that may be heard over the whole earth." And he handed the couple a drum painted with blue earth. The spirit told him furthermore, "If a person is near death and his soul is about to leave, play this drum and his soul will not depart from you. Offer me tobacco and I will grant you this. The ghosts are bad, and will chase after you -- but here is a handful of ashes, and should they get near, toss some ashes behind you. When you get home, have them build a lodge for you." So Wagisga and his wife with eight attendants set out whence he had come. Soon the ghosts began to chase after them, crying out, "Wagisga has stolen our wife, let's get her back!" When they got close, Wagisga threw the ashes over his shoulder. The ghosts yelled, "Fall back! The ashes will ruin our clothes!" After this, they were able to get free of their pursuers, but eventually the ghosts caught up to them again , only to have more ashes thrown at them. This time they gave up. Once the ghosts had turned back, the attendants also went back, leaving the couple to go forth on their own. Soon they were near their village. In the distance they could hear the echoes from someone chopping wood, so they went in the direction of the noise. When they arrived, unexpectedly, there a woman was crying as she chopped wood. It was Wagisga's mother. When she saw him, she was overjoyed, but then she recognized that he was in the company of a t'ijâ (one who is dead). He then told his mother, "Go get ten young men and ten young women, all of whom must be virgins. Have them bring some incense with them." She ran back to the village and told the people what had happened, and returned with the twenty virgins and many others besides. He instructed them to build a lodge with ten fireplaces, and when it was done they entered and sprinkled the place with incense. That night the drums were brought in and a dance was given. Wagisga sung the special songs he had been taught for the occasion. Even to this day they beat the drum for this rite. It is a wákâtcâk (holy) rite, and great is the noise of it. Wagisga is he who founded the rite, and because of his achievement, it is called the Wanâghí Waci (Ghost Dance). John Baptiste, "The Man who Brought His Wife back from Spiritland," in Paul Radin, The Culture of the Winnebago as Described by Themselves (Baltimore: Special Publications of the Bollingen Foundation, #1, 1949) 47-65. This story is discussed in Claude Lévi-Strauss, "Four Winnebago Myths," Structural Anthropology, vol. 2, trs. Monique Layton (Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 1976) 198-210 From Blue Panther Keeper of Stories.

moonsister Ohio Its cold about 18 for now tonight it might go to seven above with out the wind, but, it windy too. I enjoyed the warm weather we had, dont like this time of cold. Sue

Bettye Woodhull==We put in a big garden every year==we dry most of the stuff ==we use to dry deer now it is beef==not the same but it is better than nothing (not nice talking like that)Just can't eat wheat or dairy product==use to dry every thing now just what I need==then I tell every one they can glean==not much waste that way SHADOW BEAR

In a message dated 2/18/2006 12:00:48 P.M. Central Standard Time, shadowbear270@webtv.net writes: Barbara==I feel like I could fight my way thru a pack of wolfs ==just braging a little I think the flu is going to go somewhere else somewhere where can not be found again ==hi every one very nice to be back with you==don't be surprised if I answer things wrong==still a little bit fuzzy on the thinking SHADOW BEAR ======================================= Shadowbear , we have had the crud here, I coughed so hard that I have a hematoma in my lower stomach, I have heard of black foot but I have a black tummy. LOL The doctor said it will heal itself. She also said that this happens in a bad flu season. Just don't over do and have a set back.

Good afternoon from Ft. Worth area! where we don't know what is going to happen with our weather! Just enough mist of something to show dampness on 1/2 of the patio not protected by the house. So, Shadowbear, do you dry (cure) your own meat, or purchase it from these specialty stores? I have a great Taco Soup recipe if anyone would like a copy. I will be making a 1/2 recipe tomorrow - it makes a big pot!, but it freezes well if you have space. Stay in and stay safe - weather isn't fit to be out in. Bettye Woodhull ----- Original Message ----- From: "shadowbear270" <shadowbear270@webtv.net> To: <CHEROKEE-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, February 18, 2006 12:17 PM Subject: [Cherokee Circle] Shadow Bear > Moonsister==You really know good food that dinner > > will make the whole neighborhood want to sit at your table==here I have > fixed some soup from the dry stuff I have stored This time I will put > some dry meat in== > > SHADOW BEAR > > > ==== CHEROKEE Mailing List ==== > <<>OPEN forum to all Cherokee topics - except Genealogy<>> > <>Culture-History-Language-Folk lore and Truths<> > Good Manners & Language is required to be on the list > ALL the links you will need to sub and unsub or contact listowner below > http://lists.rootsweb.com/index/other/Ethnic-Native/CHEROKEE.html > > ============================== > Search the US Census Collection. Over 140 million records added in the > last 12 months. Largest online collection in the world. Learn more: > http://www.ancestry.com/s13965/rd.ashx > >

Shadow Bear: How do you feel. Better?? I just got over the same ol flu. Stay well my friend. Barb sc -----Original Message----- From: shadowbear270 <shadowbear270@webtv.net> To: CHEROKEE-L@rootsweb.com Sent: Sat, 18 Feb 2006 11:16:07 -0600 Subject: [Cherokee Circle] Shadow Bear Moonsister==There is more then 7in. of snow here==very cold ==O well just a few days till spring ==look out spring I think I well roll around in the yard till summer==this is my time to feel better==just how do you feel? SHADOW BEAR ==== CHEROKEE Mailing List ==== <<>OPEN forum to all Cherokee topics - except Genealogy<>> <>Culture-History-Language-Folk lore and Truths<> Good Manners & Language is required to be on the list ALL the links you will need to sub and unsub or contact listowner below http://lists.rootsweb.com/index/other/Ethnic-Native/CHEROKEE.html ============================== Search the US Census Collection. Over 140 million records added in the last 12 months. Largest online collection in the world. Learn more: http://www.ancestry.com/s13965/rd.ashx

In a message dated 2/18/2006 11:16:42 A.M. Central Standard Time, shadowbear270@webtv.net writes: Moonsister==There is more then 7in. of snow here==very cold ==O well just a few days till spring ==look out spring I think I well roll around in the yard till summer==this is my time to feel better==just how do you feel? SHADOW BEAR Shadowbear how are you feeling? Did you get over the flu? Barbara in Oklahoma

Moonsister==You really know good food that dinner will make the whole neighborhood want to sit at your table==here I have fixed some soup from the dry stuff I have stored This time I will put some dry meat in== SHADOW BEAR

Shadow Bear, Thanks for asking, I feel fine. Just the usual aches and pains. I either have a slight cold or an allergy not sure. Seems to be affecting a lot of people at work so may be an allergy in the air. 7 in. of snow, but that is pretty. I am sooooo ready for spring! It was almost 70 degrees last week and it was 2 degrees last night. Whew! Trees don't know whether to bloom out or not. I have this weekend off work for a change and it's so nice being home. I just put on a pot of chicken, potatoes, onions, baby carrots, parsley, touch of garlic and it should be ready later. yummmm:) What are you going to have to eat today? I'm munching on a carrot right now. Those little ones are really sweet and I like them once in awhile. moonsister ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ----- Original Message ----- From: "shadowbear270" <shadowbear270@webtv.net> To: <CHEROKEE-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, February 18, 2006 11:16 AM Subject: [Cherokee Circle] Shadow Bear > Moonsister==There is more then 7in. of snow here==very cold ==O well > just a few days till spring ==look out spring I think I well roll around > in the yard till summer==this is my time to feel better==just how do you > feel? > > SHADOW BEAR >

Moonsister==There is more then 7in. of snow here==very cold ==O well just a few days till spring ==look out spring I think I well roll around in the yard till summer==this is my time to feel better==just how do you feel? SHADOW BEAR

Good morning from the Lake of the Ozarks, Mo. oops....I thought it was 18 degrees here. It's only 10. What's the weather like with everyone else? moonsister

Barbara==I feel like I could fight my way thru a pack of wolfs ==just braging a little I think the flu is going to go somewhere else somewhere where can not be found again ==hi every one very nice to be back with you==don't be surprised if I answer things wrong==still a little bit fuzzy on the thinking SHADOW BEAR

Shadow Bear There was a dusting of snow on the ground this morning. The sun is shining bright. It was 2 degrees last night. Think it's about 18 degrees here at the lake right now. How about your area? How are you feeling? moonsister

Ghost Dance Origin Myth I - Winnebago (1) A man was to learn from the spirits. He fasted and he would sleep four times. In the evening he would stand with both hands full of tobacco. Earthmaker made Waterspirits and put them in charge of the spirits, as many as there are above, all that are on the earth, they and all below the earth. Then the man cried pitifully -- he made himself thirst to death; he made himself hunger to death. He cried to the spirits. After awhile, he would sleep six times. After awhile, he would sleep eight times, then ten times he would sleep, and then the spirits there are above [blessed him], the chiefs that are below the earth, all of them, they blessed him. (2) The spirits that there are, everyone he went to, in a space plumbed by spans of the earth. He was thirsty, thereby he killed himself, therefore, that man had nothing. He became omniscient, so he made a warbundle. So the one in charge of ghosts blessed him. He said, "I am he who is in charge of ghosts. Human being, I bless you," he said to him, "not of anything will you fail to know. With wars I bless you. I bless you with life. I bless you with the possessions of the people. As I am in charge of this village, I bless you with everything. With my Dance I shall bless you for as long as your root shall be, that long shall I bless you. Whenever the people [perform?] this dance, they should have you start it. (3) Those who lie sickly shall get well. And so I will come back to place the souls in all that which is frail. If my servants come, they too will take souls back home. They will come." He would always remember tobacco and hot water. The man knew of a great thing. Right away now he wanted to do it. The thing that he did was to fix the war-date. He went to war taking very many along with him. By victories he came back triumphant. So he was a dreamer that they might know. Then he started the Ghost Dance (Wanâghí Wací) and a life there was in it he thought, so in this way he acted. He gave a great feast. He boiled for those who are in charge of ghosts. (4) Having offered the Ghost Chief tobacco, he set on kettles reaching far into the distance. He said, "Grandfather, you said you would come, so this I ask for: war powers, life, and clothing for the people; place the souls back with us in all that is frail. He boiled and gave tobacco for the Wanâghí Mónâtc who roamed about visiting with them. "You also, my friends, added minds for me. You said to me what you blessed me with, and it is these things that I ask for: wars, long life that we may live, so tobacco I fill for you, so that the humans will have all that. Everyone thought that the Ghost Dance was sacred, so they were attentive. (5) For the dance the people made four of them dance leaders so that they would be able to dance. That is where men and women are to obtain life, to obtain war powers. Narrated by R. G., Ghost Dance, in Paul Radin, [unpublished] Winnebago Notebooks, #79 (Philadelphia: American Philosophical Society, 1909?) 1-5 From Blue Panther Keeper of Stories.

Buffalo Field Campaign Update from the Field February 16, 2006 ------------------------------ View Exclusive Video Footage & Photos: http://www.buffalofieldcampaign.org ------------------------------ Make a Secure Online Donation to BFC: http://www.buffalofieldcampaign.org/pcshop2/bazaar.html ------------------------------ Join BFC on the Front Lines - Volunteer! http://www.buffalofieldcampaign.org/aboutus/volunteeringatcamp.html ------------------------------ Why are they killing the last wild buffalo? http://www.buffalofieldcampaign.org/issueinbrief.html ------------------------------ In this issue: * Update from the Field * Contact these Decision-Makers * New Deadline for Quarantine Comments, Feb. 27 * Last Words ------------------------------ * Update from the Field By the time the Stephens Creek capture facility, located one mile inside Yellowstone National Park, is empty nearly 1,000 sacred buffalo will be dead. We all bear a share of responsibility for this because our federal tax dollars are footing the bill. With buffalo displayed proudly on their badges, Park Rangers are doing the buffalo in, as of this writing their share of the slaughter is 823 and counting. Outside the Park, more tolerance and more habitat could exist on lands owned by the Church Universal and Triumphant (CUT). Instead the church insists on grazing less than 200 cows on its land and as a result, by winter's end, more than 1,000 buffalo will die. Another ironic twist is that the U.S. Department of Homeland Security continues to escort these animals to slaughterhouses. Aren't they supposed to be safeguarding us against terrorist attacks? All of this could be avoided if the CUT would remove their cattle or come up with a figure for what it would cost to allow buffalo on their land. Working in partnership, the government and non-profit community could easily raise these funds. Instead, CUT disrespects the religious beliefs of all the tribes who regard these buffalo as sacred relatives. In 1997 the CUT ordered Lakota elder and BFC co-founder Rosalie Little Thunder arrested for saying a prayer for 14 Buffalo shot on their land. How can CUT's religion supersede that of all the First Nations of this continent? Another glaring injustice is the fact that the Montana Department of Livestock (DOL), whose agents have no training in wildlife management, retains ultimate authority concerning the fate of Yellowstone buffalo. Focused on protecting the economic interests of Montana's livestock industry, the DOL has the ultimate conflict of interest when it comes to managing buffalo. Having only been involved in a few operations this year, the DOL has nonetheless proven how ill-fitted they are for the job. In West Yellowstone they canceled the hunt to haze buffalo onto the ice of Hebgen Lake and 12 broke through, two drowned, and ten endured over three hours in the frozen waters. BFC volunteers who offered to help were threatened with arrest. After doing nothing but watch for an hour and a half, the DOL agents finally attempted to pull the buffalo from the lake, though they still refused to allow BFC volunteers to help. Valentines day brought the next DOL involvement. Due to Montana's new hunt, the agency has had to take a back seat while Park Service agents slaughtered hundreds of buffalo. But on Tuesday our local DOL agent finally found a way to kill. The agent shot a bull buffalo after deeming him "unhazeable," and once again BFC's offer of help was rejected. A week before two BFC volunteers on foot had shepherded nine bull buffalo safely out of the same field. Angry, aggressive, harsh treatment of wild buffalo will always result in problems, and this being standard procedure for the DOL, we should continue to expect trouble. Ironically if any of these agencies were to treat their horses, cows, dogs, or cats in any of the abusive ways they reserve for the the buffalo, they would be fined, have their animal confiscated and possibly spend time in jail. But for some reason buffalo don't enjoy the same protection as other animals, wild or domestic. This year the Nez Perce have asserted their treaty rights and asked BFC to document their hunt. We have also participated in ceremony with five distinct, sovereign nations for the buffalo. The Native American voice is growing louder and change is on the way, those who don't want the change had better get out of the way. With the Buffalo, Mike Mease ------------------------------ * Contact these Decision-Makers What do we do when faced with such enormous and senseless wild buffalo slaughter? Speak up! Let our voices be heard by the people who are responsible. Please take the time to write, call, fax and in any way contact the entities listed below. Your members of Congress must also hear from you on this issue, and you should be sure to let them know that Yellowstone is being unresponsive to the will of the American people. THANK YOU for taking action for the buffalo - it is so important because if we don't, who will? Yellowstone National Park Superintendent Suzanne Lewis PO Box 168, Yellowstone National Park, WY 82190 (307) 344-2002 Montana Governor Brian Schweitzer State Capitol, Helena, MT 59620-0801 (406)444-3111 Church Universal & Triumphant (CUT) P.O. Box 5000, Gardiner, Montana 59030-5000 Phone (in US): 800-245-5445 * Phone (out of US): 406-848-9500 Fax (in US) 800-221-8307 * Fax (out of US) 406-848-9555 Web: http://www.tsl.org/ContactUs.asp US Representatives The Honorable _____________ United States House of Representatives, Washington, DC 20510 http://www.house.gov/writerep/ US Senators The Honorable _____________ United States Senate, Washington, DC 20515 http://www.senate.gov/general/contact_information/senators_cfm.cfm ------------------------------ * New Deadline for Quarantine Comments, Feb. 27 If you've already sent in your comments, you are ahead of the game! Thank you! If you didn't get the chance, that's ok - there's still time. Montana Fish, Wildlife & Parks (FWP) and the Animal and Plant Health Inspection Service (APHIS) have once again extended the deadline for public comments on their bison quarantine feasibility study. Comments are now due Monday, February 27, 2006. One hundred wild bison calves are currently being held within the quarantine facility. Their mothers and many of their family members have been sent to slaughter. These wild calves will be held in captivity for four years where they will be used in scientific experiment, forced breeding programs, and eventually more than half will be slaughtered. Please be a voice against this becoming the future for more wild baby buffalo! Here's what bison quarantine looks like: http://www.buffalofieldcampaign.org/media/videoaudio/quarantine042305.mov Please send your comments today! For contact and general information please visit http://www.buffalofieldcampaign.org/actnow/actionalerts.html#bisonquarantine. Contact Josh at bfc-advocate@wildrockies.org with questions and please send him a copy of your comments. Thanks! ------------------------------ * Last Words "We have a relationship with the buffalo. It sustains us. We owe not only the Buffalo but the Earth quite a bit. We have ceremonies that are very mindful of taking care of the spirit of the buffalo. We don't believe that life begins at birth and ends at death, but our spirit begins again and again. The spirit of the buffalo must be tended to. With hundreds and hundreds of our relatives going to slaughter, it's very disturbing because their spirits are not tended to, and they are trapped and cannot live again. When we send our relatives to slaughter for no good reason we have to at least help to remind those human beings that make decisions this is careless, it is a very careless thing to doŠ. " ~ Rosalie Little Thunder, Lakota Elder & co-founder of Buffalo Field Campaign ------------------------------ -- Media & Outreach Buffalo Field Campaign P.O. Box 957 West Yellowstone, MT 59758 406-646-0070 bfc-media@wildrockies.org http://www.buffalofieldcampaign.org BFC is the only group working in the field every day to defend the last wild herd of buffalo in America. Stay informed! 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Make chicken broth from the skins, lots of fats and those good things in there that no one know why it works so good, it just does - also have some bananas, avocados and those things like chili, keeps me from getting to sick too l;-)) Dan M www.wvi.com/~wb http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Genealogy_Chat ----- Original Message ----- From: "shadowbear270" <shadowbear270@webtv.net> To: <CHEROKEE-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Sunday, February 05, 2006 11:19 AM Subject: [Cherokee Circle] Just complaning > Now don't get me wrong==I just complain when no one is here==I go out > side and look around do you know I look around here I just see miles > and miles of miles==what in the world whould I have to complain about? > forgot I see alot of cows and hear them all the time ==One of the owners > of these farms say that is the sound of music(and money)I still feel > like heck can't feel any worse so it has to start feeling better soon > > SHADOW BEAR > > > ==== CHEROKEE Mailing List ==== > <<>OPEN forum to all Cherokee topics - except Genealogy<>> > <>Culture-History-Language-Folk lore and Truths<> > Good Manners & Language is required to be on the list > ALL the links you will need to sub and unsub or contact listowner below > http://lists.rootsweb.com/index/other/Ethnic-Native/CHEROKEE.html > > ============================== > View and search Historical Newspapers. Read about your ancestors, find > marriage announcements and more. Learn more: > http://www.ancestry.com/s13969/rd.ashx

Geronimo's Song - Apache by Geronimo (Goyathlay) "The song that I will sing is an old song, so old that none knows who made it. It has been handed down through generations and was taught to me when I was but a little lad. It is now my own song. It belongs to me. This is a holy song (medicine-song), and great is its power. The song tells how, as I sing, I go through the air to a holy place where Yusun (The Supreme Being) will give me power to do wonderful things. I am surrounded by little clouds, and as I go through the air I change, becoming spirit only. Geronimo's changed form is symbolized by a circle, and this is surrounded by a mystic aureole. The holy place is symbolized by the sun, which is decorated with a horned headdress emblematic of divine power. This is the insignia of the Holy Man. MEDICINE-SONG Sung by Geronimo O, ha le O, ha le! Awbizhaye Shichl hadahiyago niniya O, ha le O, ha le Tsago degi naleya Ah--yu whi ye! O, ha le O, ha le! O, ha le O, ha le! Through the air I fly upon the air Towards the sky, far, far, far, O, ha le O, ha le! There to find the holy place, Ah, now the change comes o'er me! O, ha le O, ha le! "Geronimo is said to have had magical powers. He could see into the future, walk without creating footprints and even hold off the dawn to protect his own. This Apache Indian warrior and his band of 37 followers defied federal authority for more than 25 years." Quotes from Geronimo "I was warmed by the sun, rocked by the winds and sheltered by the trees as other Indian babes. I was living peaceably when people began to speak badly of me. Now I can eat well, sleep wells and be glad. I can go everywhere with a good feeling. The soldiers never explained to the government when an Indian was wronged but reported the misdeeds of the Indians. We took an oath not to do any wrong to each other or to scheme against each other. I cannot think that we are useless or God would not have created us. There is one God looking down on us all. We are all the children of one God. The sun, the darkness, the winds are all listening to what we have to say. When a child, my mother taught me to kneel and pray to Use for strength, health, wisdom and protection. Sometimes we prayed in silence, sometimes each one prayed aloud; sometimes an aged person prayed for all of us... and to Use. I was born on the prairies where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where there were no enclosures." To the Apaches, Geronimo embodied the very essence of the Apache values, aggressiveness, and courage in the face of difficulty. These qualities inspired fear in the settlers of Arizona and New Mexico. The Chiricahuas were mostly migratory following the seasons, hunting and farming. When food was scarce, it was the custom to raid neighboring tribes. Raids and vengeance were an honorable way of life among the tribes of this region. From the archives Blue Panther Keeper of Stories.

Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg : Little People - Tobique / Maliseet Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg are sort of magical little beings, something like the Leprechauns of Ireland, who appear to certain people at certain times in certain places in many Native communities. LITTLE PEOPLE: GEOW-LUD-MO-SIS-EG By Pat Paul In many native communities you will always find a person or two who could tell either a personal story or would know someone who has met or made some kind of a contact with the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg. Some people say that the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg represent some kind of an omen, either good or bad, that can happen to the person who sees them. They can scare the wits out of some people while others don't get too excited over seeing them. A lot of this fear is based on a person's kind of upbringing or personal convictions. If you happen to be a superstitious kind of a person who has always followed a strict and narrow order of spiritual leaning, the appearance of the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg could touch-off a shade of apprehension or intimidation which in turn could transform to negative outcomes. These negative outcomes could possibly lead to kind of personal imbalance or disharmony, because you unconsciously allow negativity to seep in. Whereas if the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg should appear to a person who is positive, open-minded, receptive and less spiritually constricted, the results could be rewarding. In other words, it all depends on the state-of-mind of the person who sees them. Fear of them could stir negative impulses, while openness and acceptance could work out quite pleasantly for a person. SOME DOCUMENTATION Back in the 1950s there was a book written by an author named Edmond Wilson called 'Apologies to the Iroquois', which explained some of the myths and legends of the Iroquois concerning these little beings. In that book, Mr Wilson talks about the existence of at least two tribes of these little creatures who live among the Iroquois, namely with the Tuscaroras of the New York State. The book talks about the tribe of Healers and Tricksters. Apparently the Healer tribe can do some super marvellous things for a person who may be stricken or inflicted with some kind of physical ailment, sickness or such things as open flesh wounds, skin disorders or other visible bodily malfunctions. The Healers reportedly are able to correct these malfunctions and disorders quite easily just by a person's request and a gift of tobacco to them. On the other hand, the tribe of Tricksters do their thing by playing pranks and tricks on people. They would often do their tricks in the middle of the night just to make a person's hair stand on end. Little tricks like thumping on the side of your camp or canoe, braiding horse manes, tying up clothes on the clothes line, or a stone thrown into the still waters where you are quietly fishing might be the types of tricks the Tricksters would play on people. Little games such as these would be the harmless variety of mischievous activities that could be expected of the Tricksters. They, like the Healers, can be appeased with a small gift of tobacco placed on the ground near or where the pranks are taking place. The tricks will then stop immediately after the giving of the tobacco. Among the Maliseet people, the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg are often seen beside or near water places like river banks, marshy grounds, brooksides or lakeshores. It's been said also that domestic animals such as cows and horses become attracted to them. Their mischief would entail very fine braiding of strands of hair on the tails of the domestic animals. So barns and stables would be some of the areas where they can appear or show their workmanship. Some people who fear the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg and fall victim to tricks or pranks can become very fearful or openly shaken when the little creatures make their appearance to them and many times unpleasant events result. But others have experienced personal healings, good health and good fortune following their contact. For some reason the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg don't seem to make their appearance as frequently in these modern 1994 times as they used to in the early part of this century. For instance, in researching this article only the elders relate stories of having seen their braiding workmanship. One particular elder who is seventy-plus talks about the time when his family was visited by them. In that case the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg left these fine, rounded, braids on his mother's clothes on the clothesline, which he and his brother unbraided to remove from the line. Later sightings have since been rumoured but not confirmed with the exception of the following. THE STEP AND TUNNEL Some elders at Tobique recall their old swimming hole 'mus-kum-odesk' where they used to swim, play and frolic. Mus-kum-odesk is a solid rock and ledge area of the reserve where this strange rock design is located. Right in the middle of this huge rock-ledge formation is an 18" x 18" block section that is missing as if a person had taken a saw or some kind of a cutter to carve out and remove it, leaving a step-like or a seat-like formation remaining there that the swimmers used to play around for years. Directly under the 'step' or 'seat' is a tunnel-like opening, or a small 18" diameter hole that goes - god knows where, and is always very black and spooky inside. No one, as I recall, ever explored the tunnel for fear of the ob-o-dum-kin (a reputed legendary or mythical water creature), or the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg. Some say that both, the step and the tunnel, are creations of the Little People who are reputed to be always around water areas, such as swimming holes, near lakes, rivers, brooks, etc., much like the famous Leprechauns of Ireland. In 1953 through to 1959 two hydroelectric dams were constructed in the Tobique area and many places where Native people often frequented were flooded over, including the step and the tunnel locations. No pictures exist, to my knowledge, showing this unique area that once used to mystify so many people. The step and tunnel also have never been thoroughly researched nor has adequate explanation of their origin, except for the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg angle. RAIN FIRE One elder who now has passed away looked out of his back window and saw about three of these Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg having a 'good old time' around a fireplace area in the back of his house. But the eerie part of this tale is that it was well after midnight and it was pouring 'cats and dogs' in a summer rainstorm and the Little People's fire was apparently not one bit affected by the tons of water coming down on it. The elder said he sort of got a chilly feeling as he and his wife looked at this unusual scene, but left things be and went to bed pondering on what they just had witnessed. This apparently was one true sighting. VISITATION Another strange event that took place in the same house as referred to above, was the visitation of these Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg to a lady living there. In this case, the lady happened to look out of the front door window one cloudy evening and saw four little folks, three boys and one girl, dressed ever so neatly with the girl in a yellow blouse, walking up the driveway towards the house. The lady of the house wondered what all of this was about and became very curious. The main entrance to the house normally is through the back door, and she assumed that the little guys were headed for the back door as she saw them disappearing around the corner. She then went to the back door to see where these four little creatures would be going. As she opened the door, two childlike little people were out there in the yard, jumping for joy, with their arms just a flying and swinging. Due to her deafness, the woman couldn't tell if the little ones were making any sounds as they jumped. For a moment she said she turned to call her husband and the little ones just vanished. Next she saw them walking down the front driveway heading back to their camp. She did however caution them to be careful of speeding cars as they crossed the road in front of the house. The woman has been deaf since the 1960s, but is still able to speak perfectly. She watched them as they crossed the road and disappear down towards a hollow area and on to the river. Some young people died soon after, she said. In conclusion therefore, there is ample evidence that these little beings are around Native communities in New Brunswick as well as other Native places in the continent. As indicated earlier, a person's lot could be well rewarded in one situation, while the opposite or negative outcomes could result in another. It all depends on the attitude or the spirit taken when one sees the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg. If you happen to see one one day, be on the positive side and the Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg will reward you for it. From Blue Panther Keeper of Stories.

In a message dated 2/14/2006 9:56:02 A.M. Central Standard Time, shadowbear270@webtv.net writes: Come on ==grab you fishing pole lets go to the river==maybe I can stuff some cooked bacon and pones in a bag just so we don't have to quit early==the Walleyes are hitting right now SHADOW BEAR =========================================================== Be right there Shadowbear.