Shared Words

These shared words goes nicely with some of the teachings of the medicine wheel.

Many people will walk in and out of your life. But only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.

To handle yourself, use your head;
To handle others, use your heart.

Anger is only one letter short of danger.

If someone betrays you once, it is his fault;
If he betrays you twice, it is your fault.

Great minds discuss ideas;
Average minds discuss events;
Small minds discuss people.

He, who loses money, loses much;
He, who loses a friend, loses much more;
He, who loses faith, loses all.

Learn from the mistakes of others.
You can't live long enough to make them all yourself.

Friends, you and me ....
You brought another friend ...
And then there were 3 ....
We started our group ....
Our circle of friends ....
There is no beginning or end ....

Yesterday is past, it is history.
Tomorrow is future, it is a mystery.
Today is present, it is a gift.



Creation: A Sioux Story

The Creator gathered all of Creation and said, "I want to hide something from the humans until they are ready for it. It is the realization that they create their own reality."

The eagle said, "Give it to me, I will take it to the moon."

The Creator said, "No... One day they will go there and find it."

The salmon said, "I will bury it at the bottom of the ocean." "No... They will go there too."

The buffalo said, "I will bury it on the Great Plains." The Creator said, "They will cut into the skin of the Earth and find it even there."

Grandmother Mole, who lives in the breast of Mother Earth, and who has no physical eyes but sees with spiritual eyes, said, "Put it inside of them."

And the Creator said, "It is done."



Mi'gmaq Boy of Listuguj

A very-long-time-ago there was a small Mi'gmaq boy in Listuguj, (very much like all other small boys), he played and sang and laughed, but he also had some chores that he had to do.

Sometimes he did all of the things he was told to do and he was very happy with himself, and other times he felt as though someone took his place (inside) and that person would tease the dogs, be lazy with his chores, and think bad thoughts about other people in his community of Listuguj. When this person took his place (inside-of-him) he was very unhappy!!!

The small Mi'gmaq boy asked his mother about this and she couldn't really help him, but she told him that there was an Elder who lived in a little lodge next to a stream on the far end of their community of Listuguj... the Elder might help him!!!

His mother gave him a small pouch of tobacco to give to the Elder. The boy walked to the steam at the far end of Listuguj and finally found the lodge belonging to the Elder. He scratched on the hide door and waited.

The Elder called to him and told him to come inside. He crouched-down-low and entered the lodge. The inside was all aglow from the small fire burning in the center. Sitting across from the fire was a very old man. The boy looked at him and said "Grandfather, I need your help," and he handed the Elder the tobacco. The Elder looked at him and asked what he could do for him!!!

The little boy explained his problem and said how some days he was very good and other days he was very bad. The old man looked at him and nodding his head and said, "This is the way things are young man... it is our nature that you have discovered."

The boy was puzzled... he said that he still didn't understand. The Elder told the boy that in every one of us there is a good-dog and a bad-dog. These two-dogs are always fighting with each other. When the good-dog is winning we do good things. But of course when the bad-dog is winning we do bad things.

The boy thought about this for a little while and was somewhat happy... but then another troubling thought came to him. He said "But Grandfather!!! Which dog is going to win!!!" The Elder's face broke into a smile and he said, "That will depend on which dog you feed the most!!!"

...Three Feathers



Recipe for Luski (Mi'kmaq Bread)

The art of making Luski is perfected over time. Luski making is deemed an art because measurements as we know them in modern day cooking is not used. This skill has been passed down from generation to generation and some unfortunately, are never able to perfect it like our grandmothers. Good Luck and Enjoy!

Mix Together:
About 5 or 6 cups flour
About 3 heaping tablespoons of baking powder or, (5 teaspoons of baking powder and add one more for good measure).
Form hand into a bowl shape and add enough salt to fill the small hole in the center of your palm.
Then add a hand full of sugar or less depending on your diet.

Take two bowls and pour mixture from one bowl to the other to help thoroughly mix. Do this about 10 - 15 times.

Make a hole in the center of your mixture and add enough of very cold water to fill the hole and spread out over top of the mixture until almost covered. It is better to have it too sticky than too dry.

Mix with a spoon until well moistened. Place on floured board and knead until it looks not too dry or not too sticky. Divide into loaves or leave as one loaf and place on greased pan. Take a knife and cut a cross shape on the top of each loaf. Bake in oven at 325 or 350 for about an hour or until golden brown on top. Luski can be taken from oven and pulled apart to make sure dough is cooked. If not cooked put back into oven until baked.

When done, butter the sides, top and bottom. Then, get your favorite margarine and molasses and, make a good cup of tea. Now you're ready to enjoy!

Luski Tip...there is nothing better than an Outdoor Fire, Luski and Tea!



Inspiring Message

This morning, snow wrapped every tree and rock in soft white, and promised to keep the outline of distant hills hidden against a gray sky. But it could not keep its promise. After a few hours the sun came out and turned it all into nature's jewelry, beautiful dew gems sparkling on the grass.

We can be so busy that we miss the little things that sweeten life, the way a pet waits to be noticed, the way an owl, a wahuhi, hoots in the woods, and a bluejay chortles in the middle of winter.

It is a lovely thing to turn away from busy work to pay attention to our loved things and loved ones. We know how we wait to be told we are important. We should never wait to say or think something beautiful that will make someone's day easier and more secure. We do not want riches. We want peace and love.

Red Cloud 1870



The Tale of the Sweat Lodge Mouse

Two Mi'kmaq men were preparing to go into a Sweat. This was a special Sweat because it was the first one in the New Year - 2003. While preparing the Sweat Lodge one man encountered a mouse inside the Lodge and the other man encountered a mouse on the outside of the Lodge, thus comes the story of, "The Tale of the Sweat Lodge Mouse".

"Oh!...The legend must be true! That Eagle from long ago who came here and proclaimed that he was once 'Jumping Mouse' told of times like this. Brother Mouse, why did you run out so fast? I'm telling you a big bear spirit just came in. You need to protect's your job, you know."

"Sister Mouse, there's a big bear spirit out here too. And one of those rocks just missed me. What are they doing? I had a nice spot picked out under one of those rocks, and now they're getting piled up out here near the woodpile. Just hold still. I'll be back in as soon as my heart stops drumming so fast."

"Brother Mouse, I'm not sitting still for one minute. I'm climbing the walls in here. Maybe there's a place where I can watch and they won't see me. Oh, Elder Mouse said this place was sacred. And I think I'm about to get a clue to its meaning. Brother Mouse, I'll let you know what transpires."

Three hours later. all is quiet, so Brother Mouse quickly runs back into the Lodge. "Sister Mouse, sister mouse! Are you okay? Wake up. Please be okay!"

"Oh, Brother Mouse, I'm alright. In fact, I've never felt so good. I could just go to sleep so easily, but first there's a story I must tell you, and then we'll go tell the rest of the clan. You must go with me, or they will never believe this."

"I'm, all ears Sister Mouse."

"Well, first, the other Bear Spirit brings in some red hot rocks. I counted fourteen in all. Then he came in and sat down in the East. The other Bear Spirit was sitting in the West. Then it got really dark, but I could still see. I'm not sure that this is supposed to make sense.." "An aroma started filling my nose, and I started to relax. Then I heard this hissing noise and my senses got really confused. It was like being in a rain forest, but it didn't feel cold and damp. It kept getting warmer, and I think moist is the right word."

"Then what happened, Sister Mouse?"

"Then there were words spoken which I didn't understand, and you aren't going to believe this, but out of nowhere comes this huge Bald Eagle Spirit, and he sits in the East. I didn't understand their words, but I got a strong sense that the Bears Spirits were asking the Eagle Spirit for help for the young ones like them. The Eagle Spirit listened to both of them, but you know, I swear he was helping them speak. I looked to my right, and some light came in, and then darkness again. The hissing noise again! More warmth spread out all over. Then I had to scurry higher up the wall. Startled, I was. Another Eagle Spirit flew in and sat right in front of me! She was all white and carried herself with great strength. I was beside myself but soon settled down. The Bear Spirits were looking my way. And like I said before, their words I just couldn't comprehend. I felt that they were saying really good things about the females who are like them. And my heart just melted. They were asking for respect and protection of Mother Earth where all life resides. Is there really a bigger world than what we've come to know? I'm starting to think so. Oh, when this is over, I thought, I've got to have a long talk with Elder Mouse."

"And then what happened, Sister Mouse?"

"Well, the light came in again, and the Bear Spirit in the East went out. Then he brought fourteen more red, hot rocks in, and they were glowing and they hissed as they landed on the other rocks. Then, as it got dark again I looked, and there were two Bear Spirits to my left in the West. The first one was still there mumbling something about the other one which was all black and shiny and listening like, well, like Doctor Mouse would. I don't know where that thought came from. It just felt right. Then I saw energy or whatever join between the first two Bear Spirits and they seemed connected like they were ONE. I want to tell you, brother, the heat started getting intense, and even their hearts started to glow as they asked for help for others like them who were ill and dependent on things not good for them. I, myself, was feeling very light. and wet, you wouldn't believe how wet I felt. And the moisture was just dripping off me. But I never felt so good in all my life. Okay, on with the story!

More light came in and darkness filled the space. More hissing. More heat and much more moisture. I looked ahead and there was this great big, White Bear Spirit, which seemed to fill the whole space. Brother Mouse, as the two original Bear Spirits were speaking, it seemed that the big White Bear Spirit was assuring them that things were going to be different somehow. And even I was feeling as if my life was about to change somehow. A calm settled in like I have never known. The light came back in and the spirits all left. I had to come down here and lay down, and yet I feel so light, like I could float right back up again. I'm so excited. We've got to go tell the rest of the clan about this. There is much more to tell if I can just find the words."

"You know, Sister Mouse, no one will believe you, except maybe Elder Mouse. I saw a lot of things happen outside, but I guess better things happen on the inside. This is a truly remarkable place. If no one else believes you, I always will, because I have a feeling that you came in touch with TRUTH itself. And I will always look to you for TRUTH."



Matthew Wins Sammy Gehue Achievement Award

Each year the Confederacy of Mainland Mi'kmaq, Truro, Nova Scotia, recognizes three children for outstanding achievement in education, sports, humanitarian, etc.

This recognition is in honor of a child by the name of Sammy Gehue. Sammy showed great determination and spirit during his battle with a rare blood disease and unfortunately it could not be cured. In memory and honor of Sammy, the Sammy Gehue Achievement Award was established and continues to encourage and recognize the many efforts of Nova Scotia Mi'kmaq children.

Matthew wins first place recognition - Category: "Humanitarian" - 2002

October 2001 - Matthew is proud of his culture and willing shared his knowledge with his class. He took his hand drum and played it for his class and explained how he received his drum. His story is a very heartfelt one and involves the unfortunate death of an infant.

Winter of 2001 - Matthew was one of the tied winners in a snow sculpture contest sponsored by First Nation Help Desk. The sculpture was of Clifford the Dog II. The highlight of this project was that Matthew took a handful of snow from the sculpture where the heart would be in the dog and placed it in the freezer. His plan is to build a new dog sculpture next winter and place the heart back it in so that it continues to live each passing year.

Christmas 2001 - Matthew's teacher asked the children to write three wishes for gifts they could give. Here is what Matthew wrote. 1) "If I could give anybody anything in the world I would give money to my grandmother because she doesn't have very much money and she doesn't have a lot of money either". 2) "If I could give a gift to anybody I wanted to I would give the homeless people homes because if I gave homes not so many people would die". 3) "If I could give a gift to anybody I would give people with cancer a cure for it because an old lady with cancer died and I knew her really well".

April 2002 - Matthew's grandmother was hospitalized with a life threatening illness. The family was unsure of the treatment's success and found it challenging to keep optimistic. Matthew right from the beginning felt in his heart that Nanny was going to be okay because God would take good care of her. Three weeks later she left the hospital and is still doing great. Matthew mentioned that all our worry was for nothing because Nanny did get better just like he said she would.

May 2002 - Our neighbor gave Matthew an Oak Tree Sapling and with the help of his mom, Matthew planted it. After it was completed, he took some sacred herbs and quietly knelt by the sampling, said some prayers to himself and sprinkled the herbs around the ground where the sapling is planted. He continues to check on it to make sure it is still healthy and it is.

June 2002 - While leaving a fast food restaurant, Matthew spotted a large yellow and black butterfly lying on the floor. It appeared that someone stepped on its wing and damaged it. The butterfly was still alive and Matthew brought it home to heal it. At home he placed it in a box of grass and gave it water. He then placed the box at the base of a fig tree plant on the deck. He watched it all afternoon and finally took it to the back yard and placed it in a birch bark tree. Not long after the butterfly flew from the trees and disappeared in the woods. He was quite thrilled that the butterfly was able to fly again.



True Story told by a Mi'kmaq Chief

In an excavation site near one of the Nova Scotia's MI'kmaq communities, remains of three humans were located. They were identified as being a woman of childbearing age, a child about nine and an infant. The remains were found to be 2,000 years old and the incisor teeth were identified as being North American Indians. There is no proof as to whether they were MI'kmaq, however the MI'kmaq were identified as being the first peoples of this area. The Chief of the local community was contact regarding what to do with the remains. As a result, the Chief spent considerable time considering what would be the best thing to do. After speaking with Elders, and other friends, the Chief decided upon two things. One, the remains were dated pre-christianity and therefore to place them in a formal burial ground may be considered disrespectful. Two, near the community was an actually traditional burial ground preserved and protected by a National Park. This seemed like the best choice for burial of the remains. Then came considerations as to what kind of ceremony should take place. Again the Chief attempted to get direction. The end results left him making a decision to the best of his ability.

On the day the remains arrived at the reserve, he asked numerous people to go with him to the burial ground, but no one was available or willing to go. So, he decided to go by himself. He placed the small boxes on the back of his truck and headed out to the site, wondering the whole time if he was doing the right thing. Upon arriving, he carried the remains to the grave site and found the previously dug holes, made by the park keepers, were to small. He immediately began hand digging them larger. He laid the boxes in the graves and covered them with dirt, leaves and twigs. He did not want people to know that a burial had just taken place. He hoped that they would now lay in peace. Unsure of exactly what to do next, he continued on to the best of his knowledge. He lit some sweet grass, said what he thought what appropriate prayers, which came from his heart. He then prepared to leave the gravesite and yet, still not really sure if he had done the right.

As he walked the path back to his truck, he asked the Creator for a sign that he done the right thing. Shortly after, the birds chirped, the squirrels scurried and chattered. He thought that maybe this was his sign, although he was hoping for something a bit more elaborate. He wasn't really sure if this sign meant to go back to the gravesite and do more or continue to his truck. He paused and thought for awhile. He decided there was nothing more he could do. He had to be satisfied that he had done the right thing so he ventured on to his truck. As he got into his truck and closed the door, he looked on the side of the road and to his disbelief, there stood a black bear - that was why the squirrels and birds were making so much noise. He began to think about his journey and realized that if he had chosen to return to the gravesite, he would have probably met the bear on the path leading back to his truck. The feeling that came over him at that moment was that this was his sign. He was sure he had done the right thing.



Thoughts For The Day

(Taken from various clippings, internet, books, etc.)

Count your blessings, not your worries!

Angels can fly because they take themselves lightly!

A conscience is something that hurts when everything else feels great!

It's hard to be nostalgic when you can't remember anything!

If it is to be, it's up to me!

Life is like one big toilet, so for all sakes, don't make waves

Seven days without prayer, makes one weak!

Let only good spirits guide you!

Simple things are special when they're done with love!

If you want to see the view, first you have to climb the mountain!

Laugh a lot, and when you get older, your wrinkles will all be in the right place!

A child seldom needs a good talking to as a good listening to!

Measure your success in life not by who you are, but what you give!

A smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks!

Make one person happy each day and every day, even if it's yourself!

Your outlook on life will always be brighter from behind a smile!

Problems always seem smaller after a good nights sleep

Cheer up - birds have bills too, but they keep on singing!

Blessed are they who can give without remembering and take without forgetting!

Don't waste time wishing for things you don't have - you'll miss the blessings you already have!

Age makes no difference whatsoever - unless you're cheese!

When you can look at yesterday without regret, and tomorrow without fear, you've truly reached the good life!

He who walks in another's tracks leaves no footprints!

Looking ahead is a good way to keep from falling behind!

A happy person is one who has no cares at all, a cheerful person is one who has cares, but doesn't let them get them down!



A Thought To Hold On To

We walk as one, although we are many,

We talk for many, yet out voice acts as one.

We sing together and music is heard,

We pray as a people, but not with the same words.

It leads me to wonder how we will survive,

Must it be like our ancestors; the struggle to stay alive.

Who taught us to live with Nature and Man,

For this way of life was the Creator's plan.

We are commonly known as the "People of the Dawn",

And our sun will continue to rise long after we're gone.



What The Animals Are Doing In The Woods This Time of Year

One warm Indian Summer afternoon I stepped out on to my deck and gazed out over the horizon. The sun's gleam sparkled throughout the lands causing the forest colors to glow. How peaceful it looked. Nothing seemed to move except the leaves softly blowing in the autumn wind. Soon it will be winter and all those colors will be white. I couldn't help but wonder what the creatures of the forest would be doing in preparation for the cold weather. Curiosity got the best of me and I went inside to get my binoculars. I return to my spot on the deck and slowly lifted the binoculars to my eyes and began searching deep in the forest.

What was that? Was I really seeing a bear? It looked so close I felt that I could reach out and touch it. The bear stood near a hole that seemed to come from under a rock. Could this be his home? He lifted his head slowly and looked all around as if to say so long. Shortly after, he began to enter the hole and slowly disappeared. This must have been his winter home where he will sleep until spring. Maybe I will check this spot throughout the winter months to see if I can spot him once more.

I continued my search and saw many wonderful things. The squirrels and chipmunks with their swelled cheeks were scampering about the forest. They must be storing their winter collection of acorns and other foods they will need.

I saw moles, birds, rabbits and a fox hurrying about the forest. They all seem to be busy preparing their homes and gathering their winter supply of foods.

Then I spotted a deer. What a beautiful sight! It jumped ever so gracefully over some logs and rocks. Then it stopped so abrupt as to listen for every sound. Was it fearful of the hunters that might be near by? It turned very quickly and disappeared out of sight. I hope that it will survive to see another spring.

An eagle was soaring high above the trees and suddenly began swooping toward the ground. I could not see what it might have been after, but it was probably something to eat.

I continued to look in all directions and near the edge of the road that lead to my home was a chubby raccoon. Not far from the raccoon was a porcupine. Both seemed to be headed for the road. Did they want to cross over to get to their homes? Neither animal knew the other was near and neither could tell that I was watching them with fear. Down the road came a truck heading in the animal's directions. Would the driver see the helpless creatures attempting to cross the road? I held my breath while waiting. What a relief to see both animals run back toward the woods, safe once more. I sure hope they make it safely to their homes.

When I first looked out to the forest, I would never have thought so many activities were taking place down below the trees. It was fun looking at all the creatures. I think I will do it again someday.




A young Mi'gmaq man from Listuguj was getting ready to graduate from university. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's show-room in Campbellton, and knowing his Mi'gmaq father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young Mi'gmaq man awaited signs that his Mi'gmaq father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of graduation, his Mi'gmaq father called him into his office at home. His Mi'gmaq father told him how proud he was to have such a fine Mi'gmaq son, and told him how much he loved him.
He handed his Mi'gmaq son a beautifully gift box wrapped in red cloth. Curious, and somewhat disappointed, the young Mi'gmaq man started to open the box and found something wrapped in deer leather with the young Mi'gmaq man's name embossed in the four sacred colors of mankind on it. Angry, he rose his voice to his Mi'gmaq father and said, "With all your money you give me something wrapped in deer leather!!!," and stormed out of the house!!!
Many years passed and the young Mi'gmaq man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and a wonderful family, but realized his Mi'gmaq father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen his Mi'gmaq father since that Graduation Day. Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his Mi'gmaq father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his Mi'gmaq son. He needed to come home to Listuguj immediately and take care of things.
When he arrived at his Mi'gmaq father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his Mi'gmaq father's important stuff and saw the still beautifully gift box wrapped in red cloth, just as he had left it years ago. With tears in his eyes, he opened the gift box and once again found that same something wrapped in deer leather with the young Mi'gmaq man's name embossed in the four sacred colors of mankind on it. As the young Mi'gmaq man opened up the deer skin there laid a beautiful eagle feather with a folded note placed next to the eagle feather. His Mi'gmaq father had carefully placed that note next to the eagle feather with these words. "I love you so much my son and always remember that it is always better to give than to receive and may the sacred teachings of the medicine wheel be with you all the days of your life: with the blessings that comes from our Creator."
As he read those words, a car key dropped from the back of the note. It had a little tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words... I love you my son!!!
How many times do we miss the message of love because they are not packaged as we expected!!!
By Three Feathers



Mi'kmaq Ash Basket Making

Selection Process
First, visit the forest in search of the perfect “Ash Tree”. The Ash needs to be free of knots, twists, and any blemishes that may affect the growth ring pattern. Geographically, the Ash needs lots of competition with other species of trees. This will slow the growth rate down, which allows for tighter rings and finer splints. In other words, the tree will have a smaller diameter and be of older age. Sometimes these perfect Ash Trees seem to jump out of the forest, like if to say, “Take Me”. When this happens, the belief is they are offering themselves.

With the understanding that the Ash Tree is part of God’s creation, we must ask for forgiveness if we are to take the tree’s life. We must also pray that it’s spirit be released in a good way and that we promise to do the best that we can with our hands, mind, and heart. The Ash Tree would be more valuable standing in the forest than to cut it down and waste it. It is also important to give something back in place of the tree you have removed. What you leave is not as important as how you leave it.

Once the length of the tree has been determined. The section is then split in half, quartered, and split again and again to the desired width of splint needed. Then it is squared by shaving the section so that the growth rings are running parallel. One of the characteristics of the Ash is, when lightly pounded or pressed it will separate at each growth ring. This process is repeated several times alternating from the bark side to the heart side of its length. When this is completed, the individual splints are shaved or sanded to desired smoothness.

There are no two baskets alike. They vary in size and shape. Some tall, some short, some practical, and others just wonderful pieces of art. Words cannot teach you to weave. It is something that needs to be experienced. I suggest you spend a little time with your local Basket Weaver. Enjoy!



Sister Mouse Goes to Council

“Yes, Elder Mouse, that's the way it was, and somehow, I feel that my life is going to go through some dramatic changes...good, yet challenging.“ “You may be right Sister mouse. You just may be right. The Council and I were just discussing something in executive session before you came in. We need to send you on a very important mission. We need you to get ready to go out into the world and find out why so many animals are dying. Everything happens for a reason. The experience you went through was to give you strength and prepare you for this journey. Brother mouse will go with you to protect you and keep records of what you find. I would go myself, by my health is not good. I hope that I will still be here on your return. Now go get ready. You will have some long days ahead of you.“

“So, Brother Mouse, it seems we're off on an adventure. Are you up to it?“ “I guess...which way do we go from here, Sister Mouse?“ “Well, when we were in the lodge, I was given some instructions... something about a wheel of some kind. Oh, yes it's coming back to me now. The door always opens where the sun comes up and the spirits came in and sat down in a clockwise fashion. We'll go to the east and follow the way of the sun. So, tomorrow morning we must get up early and...“
“Sister Mouse, do we have to get up early, you know how I like to sleep in, especially this time of year.“

“You know how important this is and you can always take a nap later in the afternoon. And there's something else, Brother Mouse. You need to set your fears aside. This journey takes priority over everything else till we return...and prepare to get your feet wet. We'll be going where the grass grows sweet along the salt water marshes.“

Toward the Morning Sun

“Brother Mouse watch your step. That's the third time you've tripped this morning.“ “I'm sorry. It's hard to keep up with you sometimes. I'm tired...and the sun is in my eyes.“
“Ok. Let's stop and rest awhile. I want to tell you about the dream I had last night anyway.“ “In the dream we were on our journey and up ahead there was an eagle feather on the ground. As we approached it, there was this white light around it. I reached out and touched it and these words came to me; When you get to the marshes at the mouth of the river there will be a pond. Look into the pond and you will be given some of the truth that you seek. Then take some of the grass that is sweet and keep it with you on your journey. Your prayers will also give you answers. The truth that you find along the way will be hard to accept, but you must be strong. Through your struggles and hardships keep in mind that there are many who don't even know that they are also on a journey and are struggling just to stay alive another day. Pray for them and then move on.“
“On that note, we should get going.
“Ok, Sister Mouse, what do you suppose that dream means?“

“I don't know really...I'd like to say it's just a dream, you know... coincidence. But it seemed so real.“ “Yeah, sometimes it's hard to tell what's real and what isn't. Do you believe in magic Sis?“

“After that experience in the lodge I certainly do. I can remember it like it happened just a few minutes ago. Why do you ask?“ “Well, Elder Mouse said that everything happens for a reason. And I believe him, but that would mean that everything happens like 1,2,3,4,5... which in most cases it does... and then sometimes things happen in a different order like 1,2,3,9,10. some-times it makes my head spin. One minute everything seems normal, then you know, like you said eagles showed up in the lodge. But they didn't eat you. Don't eagles always eat mice?“

“You have a point there Brother Mouse, but they were spirits.“

“What's that up ahead in the path...Sis it's a feather.“

“It's an eagle feather Brother Mouse! And it's glowing just like in the dream!... So if I reach out and touch it like this...When you get to the marshes at the mouth of the river.....Pray for them and then move on. Whoa! The dream was a premonition. Let's hurry. We've got to get to that pond!'
“What's the hurry, Sister Mouse? The pond isn't going anywhere.“
“ I know, but those clouds don't look good. If I'm to see something in the pond, an overcast sky won't help much. Run!

At Water's Edge

“Aw... Sis, look! The water is all murky! That little bit of rain was just enough to get us all wet and cold for nothing! It's like looking into a mud puddle. What do we do now?“
“The first thing you need to do is relax.

And the story continues...........




Shared Words

Creation: A Sioux Story

Mi'gmaq Boy of Listuguj

Recipe for Luski (Mi'kmaq Bread)

Inspiring Message

The Tale of the Sweat Lodge Mouse

Matthew Wins Sammy Gehue Achievement Award

True Story told by a Mi'kmaq Chief

Thoughts For The Day

A Thought To Hold On To

What The Animals Are Doing In The Woods This Time of Year


Mi'kmaq Ash Basket Making

Sister Mouse Goes to Council