Even a cynic's heart can be broken in the face of senseless tragedy like the one that occurred on the Red Lake Rez in Minnesota, USA. Grandfathers and grandmothers resting in the spirit world were called back and want to know what is happening to their grandchildren's grandchildren. They heard the voice of one lonely boy gone into the shadows of his restless spirit. He screamed out into the daylight, his shadows silent footsteps became real and no one heard or felt him or his heavy heart. They floated in the Minnesota wind between winter dying and the call for memories of the sun's warmth and feeling good at a spring powwow. It is time to dance.

INSTEAD, it is a time to cry and scream the screams of broken hearts like the cracking, melting ice on the lakes and rivers, we will move into a river's flow of another season, another time.

There will be a time of healing. And a time to hold each other and comfort and STAND STRONG TOGETHER AS A PEOPLE LIKE WE ARE ABLE TO. WE have survived many tragedies you and I, mixed blood or fullblood, it doesn't matter...All our grandmothers blood is in the rivers flowing to the seas. And her tears, too.

Sing your songs now. Give honor and pride to the ones lost and loved. Give honor and love to the ones alive. Especially, the little ones and as the little ones grow older, give more pride in who they were and can be...No matter mixed blood or fullblood. We are one blood when a senseless tragedy like Red Lake Rez cries out to the whole World!
 

Sing your songs and BE STRONG my friends.

Your crying friend, SkyHawk

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