About Me: "Wakiya" (Thunder)
I am a Tribal, Musician, Writer, Artist. I try to walk the path and have studied the tradition of the "Wisdom keepers" like Lame Deer, Fools Crow, Black Elk, and Rolling Thunder from the tribes of this region, and Lao Tzu, Buddha, Bodhidharma, Yeshua, and other enlightened ones from the many various tribes of the earth. I understand the worlds religions and belief systems, and realize the division this can cause by the lack of understanding the "real message" from the Masters. My intention, and life's prayer is to try to live in harmony with Grandmother Earth, Grandfather sky, (Nature) and "the spirit that moves in all things," and help in any way I can to build a bridge between all men and tribes so they can walk their path in a manner that will benefit themselves, the Earth and others. I open up, and ask Great Spirit, The creator, The Tao, The Universe, to work and direct healing and positive energy through me by different means, like the Flute, drums, Words, Prayer, and Touch. I try to be loving and accept others from the heart, and practice forgiveness. I honor all people, the winged one's, and four legged ones considering us all equal, not one being above another. I honor the bountiful Harvest from Mother earth in the form of plant life, water, air and herbs which sustain our oneness with her. I pray all tribes should re-unite as one, so we may protect the planet and live in harmony. Within you, without you.

Mitakuye Oyasin
( all my relations)


Inuit Woman Saves Downed Pilot

"The Snow Walker" Touched my heart and brought everything to bare concerning Native Spirituality, survival, giving, and tracking all in one ball of wax. This Movie is based on a true story.

A Young Alaskan Bush pilot "Charlie" on a routine run delivering fuel oil and food to a small Inuit fishing camp in the remote wilderness of Alaska, concedes to fly a young Inuit women "Kanella" in need of medical attention to a hospital in "Yellow knife." On their way back the float plane loses oil pressure and goes down in the middle of nowhere.

The ex-world war two pilot who thought he had seen and done it all was now at the mercy of the elements and wilderness. As he goes through his tantrums, cussing and anger, the native women looks at his antics calmly and with compassion. His reputation as a macho swaggering two fisted drinking pilot doesn't go far when confronted with survival.

In a vain attempt to venture off on his own, he soon finds himself unconscious due to the lack of knowledge concerning the land, the elements, dehydration, and an attack by a swarm of Mosquitoes. He looses his shoes, gun and half his clothing.

When he wakes up he finds the Native Women who had followed him without his knowledge by his side . His feet and wounds are already wrapped in herbs from the surrounding wilderness and he is given something warm to drink from an old can.

As the story progresses, the Young women employs all of her skills such as fishing with a simple nature made block and tackle, catching rodents with snares made from natural vines etc. She also happens to have in her pouch a knife for skinning, and other useful items like bone needles.

Not only does she nurse him back to health, and sew clothes for him to survive but provides him with hope, companionship and a sense of spirituality and morality which is sorely needed. He finds himself looking at life and his past war experiences as a fighter pilot in a whole new light. He is literally transformed by a twenty year old woman, who is ailing in the first place. She provides him with views on everything from mortality and living in oneness with nature, to self healing, tracking, hunting and survival.

On a scale of five I give this a ten. I recommend this movie highly or the book for that matter. This is work of art. It could have just as easily been a documentary. I have just scratched the surface regarding the content and feelings conveyed.

As a footnote: I found a resonance in my own life, having been a Bush Pilot and Flight instructor, (see photo below) in the wilds of Mexico and the south pacific and at one time was even declared missing. Fortunately for me all turned out ok. My story could very well have been this one in many ways.
-Wakiya (Thunder)

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