This year has taught me a lot and it has cemented for me this: The work I do is absolutely for everyone who is called to me, no matter this size of their checking account. This is for everyone who is ready to be met where they are, as they are. The unfolding of Covid-related... Continue Reading →
To whoever was reading the Indian Gaming and Missing & Murdered Indigenous Women and Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women a few minutes ago, I felt the threads you sent out. Please, next time, instead of trying to sneak-a-peek, have the courage to connect with me directly.
A slight change up from Empath Bullshit I used, "I've got a burr in my butt..." in a complete sentence and am kinda proud of it.
When I say I know where bodies are, it's not a figure of speech. I know where bodies are. The bones tell me, their prayers carried on the wind, through the waters. It's a shame no one will listen. Please consider supporting my work through Patreon and ask yourself why tribal leadership and law enforcement... Continue Reading →
The above is an example of imagery used by groups and individuals who want to create more awareness around the Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women phenomenon. Here Senator Klobuchar poses for holding a poster presumably in support of a non-profits work in 'bringing awareness' to the larger population about Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women. The... Continue Reading →
Perhaps the Boy Scouts revelations have brought us to a turning point? Boy Scouts deluged with 92,700 sexual abuse claims, dwarfing U.S. Catholic Church’s numbers https://www.latimes.com/california/story/2020-11-16/boy-scouts-sexual-abuse-claims-top-88000-bankruptcy For generations we have raised people into adulthood who thought they could sexually traumatize other generations. Then, we agreed —for very discreet reasons—to protect the perpetrators and not the... Continue Reading →
I met my new acupuncturist last week and when she finally thought she 'got' me, she said, "You're just too porous." She came to this conclusion when I described how being in the wind effects me, sometimes making me feel disoriented or disassociated all while knowing I'm neither of those things. She subsequently wanted to... Continue Reading →
A Facebook connection shared this earlier today, written by a third party: No one is coming to save you, but it is not because you are unloved. To the contrary: You are so revered, so adored, so magnificent, that to send to you a savior would be to destroy your opportunity to become what... Continue Reading →
In the summer of 2017, a young woman from Helena, MT, asked me to put my gifts to work in solving a murder committed six years before that. I figured, "Why not?" At the time, I was beginning what I thought was going to be my first book and getting away from research seemed a... Continue Reading →