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This book written by my uncle James beard is a must read!!

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  I really don't like to promote my book I think people will see the title and want to read the message that it carries. I know it doesn't work that way but I wish it did. I was checking the comments on some of the adds I post and came upon a re-post by my niece, Neemin. What she posted melted my heart. It reminded me of the closeness of family, even by adoption. It brought back so many memories of Neemin growing up in Sault Ste. Marie.  Here is what she said: "This book written by my uncle James beard is a must read!!... James is a life long friend of my grandpa Larry Matrious and my dad Brian Matrious... so most of the teachings you will read about in this book come from my family... James not only is a life long friend of my family but he has earned the trust of my misho and my dad to share these teachings.. James became our uncle brother and son to my family years ago...  it makes me so proud to have my grandpa's teachings an my father's together in this book.....

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED

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  TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE   1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's!   First, we survived being born to mothers  who smoked and/or drank while they were  Pregnant.  They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing,  Tuna from a can and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-base paints.  We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles,  locks on doors or cabinets and when we rode  our bikes, we had baseball caps not helmets on our heads.  As infants & children,  we would ride in cars with no car seats,  No booster seats, no seat belts, no air bags, bald tires and sometimes no brakes. Riding in the back of a pick-up truck on a warm day w as always a special treat.  We drank water  From the garden hose and not from a bottle.  We shared one soft drink with four friends,...

Excerpt from book: Walking Spirit in a Native Way

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Excerpt from book: Walking  Spirit in a Native Way                                                       Man or Spirit Drawing by Brian Matrious aka Nish Nung Ojibwe Elder It was still dark out.  I thought I heard something outside my tent and awoke with a start.  What was that I wondered?  Then I heard a crackling of a fire and saw light on the side of my tent.  The crackling was close.  That is my fire!  I had put it out last night so how could it have started up with no wood.  I heard someone pick up a piece of kindling and put it into the fire.  It couldn’t be the kids?!  “This is my camp!” I said, in as strong and firm a voice as I could muster.  “Can I help you?”  I tensely waited for a response. A quiet, yet also strong, male voice came back.  “Are you looking f...

Walking Spirit in a Native Way: White Mocs on the Red Road by James B. B...

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James B. Beard’s New Book “Walking Spirit in a Native Way: White Mocs on the Red Road” A  journey, guided by the teachings of Ojibwe Elders and rooted in the values of balance, wellness, and natural spirit, is deeply meaningful especially in today’s world where many are searching for peace, direction, and reconnection. https://fultonbooks.com/books/?book=walking-spirit-in-a-native-way   Available at these on-line stores     James Beard aka Noodin                Cultural Storyteller, Educator, Speaker,                Author         Available in stores and online! Walking Spirit in a Native Way shares timeless teachings from Native Elders that remain as meaningful today as ever. For over thirty years, Jim has learned from Ojibwa/Chippewa Elders, presenting their wisdom to schools, communities, and Native tribes across North America. Respected for his knowledge ...

Creator - Hear my prayer ~ Poem by James Beard aka Noodin

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Creator - Hear my prayer    View from Manitoulin Island - Ontario, CA When I hurt the most Self will t’was true Self will had failed And God’s will new I learned to love him And accept And love for me was the effect As love for God And myself grew I learned to share that love with you Jan 1986  Poem by James B Beard            Denver James Beard aka Noodin                Cultural Storyteller, Educator, Speaker,                Author ...

Sitting with the fire.

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Original Fireside Chat     For as long as man has gathered nothing has surp assed the calmness of sitting by  the fire and sharing thoughts with one another. Our ancestors from every place on earth have done this since time immortal. The fire itself seems to offer peace and tranquility as it reaches out to warm us and connect us with a sense of oneness.  At our home we have a fire almost weekly and anytime that someone requests to sit by the fire. We have an outside fire to sit out in the open day or night. There is a fire inside a lodge for shelter during the winter months or when it rains. We invite anyone who desires to join us by the fire.   When we  gather,   we sit in a circle around the fire. We all are equal in the creation . Native people use the circle to teach that we are all equal and should be  right size with one another. A feather will be passed around. Each person will have the opportunity to speak when handed the feather...