So Alone

How startling to feel this much alone
In a house full of loved ones I find myself lost and unwanted
I try and try to make it better, but nothing seems to help
How can I make her understand how much I love her
To make her understand how much I need her love

We came back together a seemingly beautiful thing
Our lives once more filled with happiness and passion
Bright horizon before us, spending years building new memories
A renewed glimmer of hope for this old soul, future bright
Yet here we are once again, and I fear the depths I sink to

So many questions rolling through my head now, what’s best for her
With me gone again perhaps she could learn to love again as before
Should I remove myself once more from her life, allow her freedom
I have no answer, if we could but talk, if she would but share
But we share long silent days and longer silent nights
I made a promise not long ago and though I could have broken it today, It still stands…

What would you have me do?

Steve ‘Easy’ Whitacre April 21st, 2011



I look to the North and I see the people scratching and digging at the Earth Mother’s face. Leaving nothing but waste and death behind them, they forsake all of the gifts and life in their greed at collecting the dead leaves.

I look to the East and I see them wrapped in petty war and strife, a continuing fight over words of religions and politics. Gone are the ways of peace, the way taught so long by the old ones, the way needed for them to truly grow as a people.

I look to the South and I see nothing but need, want, and destruction. Where gone their knowing how to serve a need, how to reach out with helping hands to aid those that would become brothers and sisters?

I look to the West and I see only death for the people. Though I and others try with our poorly written words to help them understand, helping them remember what is truly important in life, our words fail or go unheard.

I beg they forgive me for my inability to help them in their need, to help them gain the understanding they so need, and I beg you most Grandfather to forgive me for my failing of you.

How Dogs Came To The Indians

Posted by Steve Easy Whitacre on Wednesday, April 13, 2011 at 11:32am written by James A. Clifton

An Ojibwa story*

Two Ojibwa Indians in a canoe had been blown far from shore by a great wind. They had gone far and were hungry and lost. They had little strength left to paddle, so they drifted before the wind.

At last their canoe was blown onto a beach and they were glad, but not for long. Looking for the tracks of animals, they saw some huge footprints that they knew must be those of a giant. They were afraid and hid in the bushes. As they crouched low, a big arrow thudded into the ground close beside them. Then a huge giant came toward them. A caribou hung from his belt, but the man was so big that it looked like a rabbit. He told them that he did not hurt people and he like to be a friend to little people, who seemed to the giant to be so helpless. He asked the two lost Indians to
come home with him, and since they had no food and their weapons had been lost in the storm at sea, they were glad to go with him.

An evil Windigo spirit came to the lodge of the giant and told the two men that the giant had other men hidden away in the forest because he like to eat them. The Windigo pretended to be a friend, but he was the one who wanted the men because he was an eater of people. The Windigo became very angry when the giant would not give him the two men, and finally the giant became angry too. He took a big stick and turned over a big bowl with it. A strange animal which the Indians had never seen before lay on the floor, looking up at them. It looked like a wolf to them, but the giant called the animal ‘Dog.’ The giant told him to kill the evil Windigo spirit. The beast sprang to its feet, shook himself, and started to grow, and grow, and grow. The more he shook himself, the more he grew and the fiercer he became. He
sprang at the Windigo and killed him; then the dog grew smaller and smaller and crept under the bowl.

The giant saw that the Indians were much surprised and pleased with Dog and said that he would give it to them, though it was his pet. He told the men that he would command Dog to take them home. They had no idea how this could be done, though they had seen that the giant was a maker of magic, but they thanked the friendly giant for his great gift.

The giant took the men and the dog to the seashore and gave the dog a command. At once it began to grow bigger and bigger, until it was nearly as big as a horse. The giant put the two men onto the back of the dog and told them to hold on very tightly. As Dog ran into the sea, he grew still bigger and when the water was deep enough he started to swim strongly away from the shore.

After a very long time, the two Ojibwa began to see a part of the seacoast that they knew, and soon the dog headed for shore. As he neared the beach, he became smaller and smaller so that the Indians had to swim for the last part of their journey. The dog left them close to their lodges and disappeared into the forest. When the men told their tribe of their adventure, the people though that the men were speaking falsely. “Show us even the little mystery animal, Dog, and we shall believe you,” a chief said.

A few moons came and went and then, one morning while the tribe slept, the dog returned to the two men. It allowed them to pet it and took food from their hands. The tribe was very much surprised to see this new creature. It stayed with the tribe. That, as the Indians tell, was how the first dog came to the earth.

The Ojibwa (or Chippewa) are a tribe of Algonquian-speaking North
American Indians of the Upper Great Lakes. When first encountered in
the 1600s by French explorers near Sault Sainte Marie, Canada, their
small bands lived in tiny, self-governing villages without any tribal
organization. Later, as they prospered in the fur trade and expanded
their population and territory, the Ojibwa developed new tribal-level
institutions, including the Midewiwin, or Grand Medicine Society. By
the late 18th century the Ojibwa had driven the Iroquois out of the
Ontario peninsula. They also moved into western Wisconsin and
northeastern Minnesota, driving away the powerful Santee Sioux after
a long war. In the early 19th century Ojibwa communities existed in
the Canadian provinces of Ontario, Manitoba, and Saskatchewan and
the states of North Dakota, Minnesota, Michigan, Wisconsin, Indiana,
and Ohio. Generally located in areas remote from English and

American frontier settlements, the Ojibwa managed to maintain many
of their traditional cultural traits, such as skill in woodcraft and the
use of birch-bark canoes. The name Ojibwa is favored in Canada, but
Chippewa is more often used in the United States. Chippewa on or
near U. S. reservations number about 50,000 (1989 est.).

James A. Clifton