Long I have known and feared this day would come. Like the circle of Earth, the circle of life is changing. Here in the north, there are those who can still feel, see, and smell...

May your footsteps leave only friends behind.

The time has come for you, your Tribe, and all First Peoples. Together, you must learn, remember, and teach the languages, songs, and stories of your ancestors so you may rise once again as true...

When you think of somebody all the time it means one of two things – either you hate their guts or you like them a lot.

I’ve got tonnes of aboriginal and Native American art, but I’d like even more.