Single-mindedness is all very well in cows or baboons; in an animal claiming to belong to the same species as Shakespeare it is simply disgraceful. .... (Aldous Huxley)
Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right Forget about the ones who don't. Believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would most likely be worth it.
This Native American folk song speaks of holding all creation sacred. It is written and sung by Ben Yahola, my cousin, in our native Mvskoke language. In English the song literally says: Staffs (flags, or the symbols of who we are) are to be held sacred. The earth is to be held sacred. Everything that was created, Our Ancestors, Warriors, and the Earth are sacred. From the CD: Sacred Sites Songs
http://www.muscogeenation-nsn.gov/index.htm
The Muscogee (Creek) Nation is a tribal government located in east central Oklahoma. The Creek Nation boundary includes eleven (11) Counties: Creek, Hughes (Tukvpvtce), Mayes, McIntosh, Muskogee, Okfuskee, Okmulgee, Rogers, Seminole, Tulsa and Wagoner. The Muscogee (Creek) Nation has over 61,000 enrolled tribal members.
Music
Good time music, really anything goes as long as it's not rap. ha ha
Television
Law & Order, CSI, Nip/Tuck, Lost, ER, Boston Legal, Grey's Anatomy, Dirty Jobs, Flip this House
Sequoyah High School
Tahlequah, OK
Graduated: 1980
Student status: Alumni
Degree: High School Diploma
1976 to 1980
Mvskoke_Lady thinks its atrocious how people can take one little comment made flippantly and turn it around into something awful....geez Posted 3 hours ago view more
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We are making BIG Plans! COME BE PART OF THE MOVEMENT TO MAKE NEEDED CHANGES IN OKLAHOMA.
If you can't make the planning meetings you can still be involved by joining our group at: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/okspirit
And we are also at: http://www.myspace.com/oklaspirit
We Oklahoma Indians are making plans to push issues forward from 2008 and beyond. We have many many challenges as Indian people, let’s not forget we are all in this together, and even one person can make a difference. We have set up this group on yahoo for anyone who wants to stay in the loop on these activities:
Between working every day and grandchildren, I attempt to stay involved in politics and American Indian issues, anything to uphold our rights to tribal sovereignty.
Am a person that enjoys life and loves to have fun. A woman that enjoys watching sports, especially football and basketball.
Tend to be a loner but am very happy alone.....and a Liberal too. Does that make me bad? LOL!!!
Who I'd like to meet:
Will Sampson, Mvskoke (Creek) Indian, painter & actor ~ Born in Okmulgee, Oklahoma. (1934-1987)
Peace Sunday, June 5, 1982, Rose Bowl, no nukes - nuclear disarmament - stop nuclear madness concert - NYC - Central Park - June 12, 1982, 1,000,000 person march and rally for Nuclear Freeze. Photography and presentation by Curtis Rainbow. 'Give Peace a Chance' music by Achim Schultz. Inspiration by Yoko Ono. Dedicated to John Lennon.
Just dropping in to wish you a very beautiful day tomarrow and let you know that I cherrish your friendship so very much! Thank you for all that you do, Thank you for all that you have done, Most of all thank you for being you!
Sending to you dear friend, All the peace,love and respect, That the heavens above hold, And Angel's to watch over you, forever to hold you!
Sincerely, John
May God grant you always A sunbeam to warm you A moonbeam to charm you A sheltering angel so nothing can harm you Laughter to cheer you Faithful friends near you And whenever you pray Heaven to hear you.
Please have a wonderful weekend my dear loving friend! Sending all the angels to watch over you. May the god above bless you and hold you dear, To his heart forever more. Thank you for being there!
Much peace,love and respect always,
John and Bobbi
I once saw and heard a wolf, was he howling at the stars; No, I thought that night, he's crying to the man in the moon.
He was sad about the death of his mate, caught in a snare; Lost forever to the Spirit world, never more to be seen or heard.
The Alpha Male once so proud, now diminished by his loss; Resorts to almost humanlike behavior, by offering up a prayer.
The pups she once cared for and fed, whimpered their soft refrain; Were now the responsibility of another, whom he might learn to love.
All the others in the pack joined in his song, understanding and sharing; In his mournful and eerie cry, once again pledging their loyalty to him.
Natures once proud and abounding breeds, slowly but surely diminished; by a misunderstood and uncaring law, that they were dangerous to one and all.
From the crest of that proud vantage point, a wolf prayer was shared; Reminding me and others when all seems lost, we can Cry To The Man In The Moon.
Please take a moment to see the new updated information bullitin on the bullittin board reguarding the john wolf fund and his medical updated condition,,and has his mayo conformation letter. Thank you for your time so very much. I am trying so hard to save his life,please help me in this effort! May the angels above bless you always,and surround you with there love. Please help john find his wings so he may fly! Sending to you much peace,love and respect always.
Sincerely,Bobbi Wright sent to you from John
Aloft the wind I ride the night sky I see the world through a much different eye
Power, beauty Strength and grace I feel the spirits of ancestral space
Pride of herd Sisters and brothers I live ever watchful standing by others
A kaleidoscope of colors No two ever the same The short, the tall, the long of mane
I know the chance I know the fear I live on the edge for death crouches near
On my back I carry a load Through storm and calm Ever vigilant and bold
I have died in battle Killed by man Hunted by predator as I roamed the land
No more room Not enough grazing Captured, shot, sold by pound on bills of lading
Yet I survive Sometimes an insurmountable course I am feral, I am Mustang, I am Wild Horse
Greeting, I hope this finds u and yours wells and good. I wish u warmth, peace, harmony as the days ahead unfold. Take care and be safe my friend.......
Dear God: The lady reading this is beautiful, classy and strong and I love her friendship. Help her live her life to the fullest. Please promote her and cause her to excel above her expectations. Help her shine in the darkest places where it is impossible to love. Protect her at all times, lift her up when she needs you the most and let her know when she walks with you, she will always be safe.
Love you Girl!!!! Now you're on the clock.
In 9 minutes something will make you happy. But you have to tell 9 sisters you love them
Dear Santa, I'm older But, still believe in you (At least, I believe in The things you try, to do).
Maybe, I can't ask for A Tonka, or, a train. (But, if you'd bring one of them You know, I won't complain).
But, what I really wish for Is a special present Love that can't be "returned" Once it has been sent.
Everybody needs a little And some, need a lot But, if you get a tiny bit You still know what you got.
So Santa, drop a little Under each Christmas tree Then, all will get a present From what it's 'posed to be.
And if there is no tree For the alone, and poor When you get, to their place Just, drop, a little more.
John and I want to wish you the best for the Holiday Season!! Your friendship is the greatest gift we could have been given and are so thankful that you are a part of our lives! Wishing you a Merry Christmas and the Happiest of New Year's!
Thank you my wonderful friend, Thank you for being you, Thank you for being there for me, I will never forget your greatness and your heart, And how you helped save the Life of another! Thank you for saving me!
Love Always, John Wolf
PLEASE HELP SAVE OUR BROTHER'S AND SISTER'S!
The blood in my veins is that of yours, The air you breathe is the same as mine, I hunt to live, you hunt for sport, Yet our hearts are to beat as one, For when are hearts are in time, The world is at peace, Yet still you make my heart still, Until I may be let to breathe again, The world shall never be at rest. So let me breathe and roam the land free, Do you not see how alike we are? You and me? Just let me breathe, and be free.
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A poem for the animals and victims of unfounded killings! Get involved in anyway you can to help the people and animals in your community. Help us secure a place in this world for everyone, let us beat as one.
YOHOLO-MICCO
MENAWA
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