these values, almost all the first American native tribes that I have pow wowed with have in common. As he left, i too felt tearful, and alone. I have spent many days camping with native Americans. Many years at real Thanksgiving celebrations with the people who invented it to welcome those from the white world. A few "sweats", it does purge. The problems on the reservations I dont know but I do buy as much crafts and art as I can from these pure peoples. I saw a tee shirt at a pow wow somewhere, "fighting terrorism since 1856" or to that concept. Of referring to the trail of tears when they had to leave native lands due to the gold rush. they know our and their history better than anyone and can tell stories to wake you, arouse you or put you to sleep. their trust is still deep and faith unfaltering. My first best friend in Indiana, a real native taught me how to listen to the drum beat, to dance, to laugh and to camp. He could start a fire, rise at dawn and make jokes out of everything. It took years to realize, as I looked back, to remember, that his grandparents were full blooded Indians, as we used to say. The girls i dated, mostly Indian, did not practice, nor really know; but I felt the understanding kindness and other worldly spirits and I soared in dreams and had vision quests during my teen years because of them. There was White Fawn, the most beautiful princess in the school, her father rode an iron horse, a Harley; we just gazed afar at her--all dreaming that she could be with us someday. Little did we know that when we visited the Mounds State Park that we were playing on sacred grounds; but we felt something, deep in our souls that never left; and today I still feel guided by Great Spirit which I believe is embodied by the great Chief: Geronimo, of whom I purchased a large print of him with his rifle, hawk and horses surrounding him. I still have it and look toward him in time of trepidation, like today. they taught me things i cannot speak of and accepted me as one of their own as they do and the 30 days changed the white man in the video and by doing so changed and enlightened the whole of us as the natives know, we, the plants,animals , the earth and the many peoples of the planet are truly one. Ahao. thank you and praise be to all my relatives who themselves were probably guided by natives who walked the path thousands before we even were imagined.these values, almost all the first American native tribes that I have pow wowed with have in common. As he left, i too felt tearful, and alone. I have spent many days camping with native Americans. Many years at real Thanksgiving celebrations with the people who invented it to welcome those from the white world. A few "sweats", it does purge. The problems on the reservations I dont know but I do buy as much crafts and art as I can from these pure peoples. I saw a tee shirt at a pow wow somewhere, "fighting terrorism since 1856" or to that concept. Of referring to the trail of tears when they had to leave native lands due to the gold rush. they know our and their history better than anyone and can tell stories to wake you, arouse you or put you to sleep. their trust is still deep and faith unfaltering. My first best friend in Indiana, a real native taught me how to listen to the drum beat, to dance, to laugh and to camp. He could start a fire, rise at dawn and make jokes out of everything. It took years to realize, as I looked back, to remember, that his grandparents were full blooded Indians, as we used to say. The girls i dated, mostly Indian, did not practice, nor really know; but I felt the understanding kindness and other worldly spirits and I soared in dreams and had vision quests during my teen years because of them. There was White Fawn, the most beautiful princess in the school, her father rode an iron horse, a Harley; we just gazed afar at her--all dreaming that she could be with us someday. Little did we know that when we visited the Mounds State Park that we were playing on sacred grounds; but we felt something, deep in our souls that never left; and today I still feel guided by Great Spirit which I believe is embodied by the great Chief: Geronimo, of whom I purchased a large print of him with his rifle, hawk and horses surrounding him. I still have it and look toward him in time of trepidation, like today. they taught me things i cannot speak of and accepted me as one of their own as they do and the 30 days changed the white man in the video and by doing so changed and enlightened the whole of us as the natives know, we, the plants,animals , the earth and the many peoples of the planet are truly one. Ahao. thank you and praise be to all my relatives who themselves were probably guided by natives who walked the path thousands before we even were imagined.