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⭐ 4.9/5 Review by Studio Of Books: Walking Spirit in a Native Way ~ White Mocs on the Red Road by James B. Beard

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  ⭐  4.9/5 Review by Studio Of Books Walking Spirit in a Native Way: White Mocs on the Red Road  by James B. Beard   Walking Spirit in a Native Way  is a profound and enlightening work that stands as both a memoir of transformation and a respectful tribute to the Native communities who shaped Beard's spiritual path   Beard offers a rare and humble perspective, guiding readers through the teachings received from Ojibwe Elders and other Algonquin-speaking peoples of the Great Lakes Region   The strength of this book lies in Beard's sincerity. Beard does not position himself as a master or authority, but as a lifelong student—someone who listened, learned, and now shares those teachings with gratitude and care. Through thoughtful reflections on traditional living, natural spirit teachings, community wellness, and personal balance, Beard draws readers into a worldview rooted in respect, harmony, and interconnectedness   The narrative is delivered with...

Golden Eagle - What you say.

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Golden Eagle ~ What You Say!  People ask me how I know when an animal is one of my helpers. Golden Eagle is one of my helpers! My answer is simple. When one becomes aware of these things then an animal will show itself in a way that you will know. Believe me, you will know! My Native brother, Nish, and I were traveling through Wisconsin one time a few years back. We had just come from Hannahville Reservation where we visited my teacher and Nish’s dad. Nish got a call from his sister, Neveena. Never a dull moment on the Rez! A social worker and a sheriff were at her house, and she knew Nish was nearby. “I need your help” Neveena pleaded. “They are going to take my son Jeremy! They say he beat up another kid at school. It isn’t true! He wasn’t in school today, but the welfare worker won’t listen.” Nish and I were about twenty miles from the Rez when he got the call. I asked him what we should do. Nish said, “Turn left here and go up to a farmhouse I know of on this road.” I thought t...

The Day the Sun Came Up ~ poem by James Beard aka Noodin

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  It was a dream! by James B Beard aka Noodin, September 2013   The first day the sun came up white. No one noticed all that much. Some greeted it as they do each day. The second day the sun came up yellow. People seemed to go on in their normal way. Many would pick up their weapons of choice. The third day the sun came up red. M ore people seemed intent on hurting one another. The fourth day the sun came up brown.   The people felt bitter and discouraged. The fifth day the sun came up green. The people stopped and wondered. The sixth day the sun came up black.  The clouds were filled with soot from fires, pollution from modern technologies,  ash from volcanoes, smoke clouds from explosions of war. The earth  scorched and bare. Animals were few and birds did not sing. The people were fearful. The seventh day the sun came up blue. The people put down the weapons and gave thanks. ...

Making manifest destiny great again ~ An article by Niigan Sinclair

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    Making manifest destiny great again By:   Niigaan Sinclair Posted:   12:10 PM CST Monday, Jan. 12, 2026 U.S. President Donald Trump signed an executive order in March calling for the removal of “improper ideology” from national museums. Targeting Smithsonian institutions, including the National Museum of the American Indian, the order said it is the Trump administration’s policy to “restore federal sites dedicated to history, including parks and museums, to solemn and uplifting public monuments that remind Americans of our extraordinary heritage.” Museums in the U.S. capital, the order states, “should be places where individuals go to learn — not to be subjected to ideological indoctrination or divisive narratives that distort our shared history.” Johns Hopkins University history Prof. Nathan Connolly remarked on the changes on Facebook in late December after visiting the museum. “No more Indigenous geography, or Indigenous cosmology,” he wrote. “The treasur...