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Corn Soup was good - By Peter Schuler, Ojibwe Elder

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  Corn Soup was good By Peter Schuler        Corn soup was good Singing and dancing better   When I got my second bowl I stood by the booth eating. The little girl who took my money said "you have to go now there is a line' Everyone laughed Then she said, "You have lots of ghosts around you" There was silence I smiled at her and said that was okay I walked to a tree taking the silence with me    Corn soup was good  Singing and dancing better The ghosts have been with me all these many years since I was a boy First time anybody mentioned them to me   The very young speak with a clear mind  They have not been taught to be afraid to speak of what they see. It's too bad that the old no longer see the spirits of their ancestors Nor do they hear them as they point the way to a return of the quiet ways   Corn soup was good   What the children see! - Otter Manitou / Nigiig Manitou   ...

ACCEPTANCE ~ by James B Beard, author

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  ACCEPTANCE People are seldom what we want them to be  ~ ~ ~ unless ~ ~ ~ we want them to be what they are!   MAANG   James Beard aka Noodin                Cultural Storyteller, Educator, Speaker,                Author Walking Spirit in a Native Way James Beard is a speaker on topics such as traditional...

DECEPTION ~ Poem by James Beard aka Noodin

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  DECEPTION Photo by: James B Beard aka Noodin Deer is still Every sound a sign A stick that snaps Deer are running  Wolf pauses in his step Every scent is telling A foe might be present Wolf is on the move  Trees are bending Bows break and miss-shape What was up is down What was calm is disturbed  Wind is blowing Messages travel Leaves swirl Invisible motion  Snake slithers in the grass Silent and foreboding Curled up under a rock Ready to strike  Earth seems to move Shadows fool the ground A stream takes new form Everything changes  Crow calls loudly Gathering the murder What do they hide Following the motion  Blue Jay sounds an alarm Something is coming What does he know Does anyone hear  Eagle looks down Watches all things Watches all things Watches all things   January 26, 2018  Noodin GET THE MESSAGE OUT! Please Share the articles! Buy this book        Walking Spirit in a Na...

Honoring the Spirit of the Fire ~ Honoring the Spirit of Native American Traditions

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  Honoring the Spirit of the Fire Honoring the Spirit of Native American Traditions By: Cheryl Roth ~ http://nhfaithfusion.com/2015/10/native-american/ Earlier this week I was invited to a Native American fire circle. I really didn’t know what to expect but I said yes right away. As a matter of fact I didn’t even completely read the description my friend sent me, I trusted her, and the first four words sounded good to me: “  To honor all life , all Veterans and warriors, all people, and all those who are traveling to the next realm. Sit by the fire and share in the stories told by the Native American Elders and by the storytellers. Come and hear stories told to share the values that sustain a culture.” Hidden Beauty and Virtue As I drove through the countryside just west of Manchester toward my friends house I marveled at the life that is hidden in these woods. Sometimes I feel like living in New Hampshire is like being part of some secre...

To Speak Without A Tongue by: Peter Schuler Ojibwe Elder - Mississauga First Nation

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  To Speak Without A Tongue To Speak Without A Tongue by: Peter Schuler     Ojibwe Elder - Mississauga First Nation November 2, 2013 They came from a place we knew not where. We fed them when they were cold. Little knowing; They could eat so much more than we. Little knowing; They would eat so many birds, buffalo... trees. Little knowing; They would poison Mother Earth That sores of greed would open to run rivers of pus Where once ran Mother Earth's crystal clear blood. Our tongues crossed theirs So that they could travel our lands and see what we saw.  Little knowing; That they saw things so much different than we. Then; slowly, surely they cut out our tongue And replaced with theirs. To speak without a tongue can mean many things. loss of language speaking without your own language. To speak with your actions, to speak with silence. To speak through art, dance , drumming.   To speak with a look!  ...

James B Beard aka Noodin Cultural Story Teller, Educator, Speaker, Author

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  NOODIN ~ Cultural Story Teller, Educator, Speaker, Author J ames B Beard aka Noodin Cultural Story Teller, Educator, Speaker, Author   You are invited to visit my Web Site!   I hope you will enjoy the books and services offered here :   James B Beard aka Noodin @ www.northeastcultural.com Behind me, in the photo, is the Grand Monadnock Mountain. It is the most climbed mountain in the Americas with more than 100,000 climbers each year. It is more than that. It is a spiritual gathering place for people. I often refer to her as Mona and she is my friend. Her Native American name is  Chi Manitou’Nuc and means great Spirit place . I lived here on this mountain at Monadnock State Park. In the park I was a Park Ranger, Interpreter/storyteller, Camp Host and Wilderness Responder. I maintained an area of the park to honor this special place with a ceremonial fire, medicine healing lodge and areas for native and cultural gatherin...

Walking Spirit in a Native Way - James B Beard, author ~ Book Haven Review

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bookhaven__ 's review Nov 14, 2025 it was amazing!!! “Walking Spirit in a Native Way” is the first book I’ve read by James B. Beard. Although James believed he was living the American dream, he still felt an inner void—something essential was missing. This sense of incompleteness led him on a search for deeper meaning. His first teacher on this journey was Misho, an Ojibwe elder. Misho guided Noodin, helping him learn more about who he truly was. Over the years, Noodin absorbed Misho’s teachings, which ultimately shaped the person he would become. When Misho once asked him, “Who is Noodin?”, the question unsettled him—he realized he couldn’t answer something so fundamental. Even during his childhood in Sunday school, James found himself questioning th...