Greetings. My name is "Woman of the Dawn". I am a Tsalagi/Ojibway Grandmother. I belong to the Wolf Clan.
I live in Toronto.
I am very much wolf spirit, in that I am loving, kind, loyal, and protective. I will go to any lengths to protect my family and those I love. The Wolf Clan is a storng, powerful one, and we take our responsibilities seriously. It is one of the first original Clans in both, the Cherokee(Tsalagi) and the Ojibway Nations.
Although I have much to learn still, I am honoured to have received many Teachings from Elders, Teachers, Medicine People. I still have much to learn.
My first teacher was my father, Thunderbirds, who began with the Medicine Wheel Teachings when I was a very young child. He asked so little of me...except for the following:
* that I always hold my head high and be proud of who I am - Anishnawbe Kwe
* that I always respect all that breathes, and
* that I never forget the price our Ancestors paid.
My father's Grandfather died on the Trail of Tears. It was always his dream that one day he and I would walk that Trail, in memory of the annhialation of our people.
My father's life was cut short, however, and now, when I finally am able to walk the Trail, he will be with me in Spirit. Thunderbirds died for our people and because he knew something. I continue to search for answers to his "suspicious death."
Following the links below, you will learn about my Sister and Brother Wolves, how they live, and how they are in danger. You will learn that their greatest enemies are the two leggeds. And you will learn what you can do to help save them.
PLEASE...I MEAN YOU NO HARM
Please...
I mean you no harm.
If given the chance,
I will show you
that there is no need
to fear me.
I will not attack
or kill you
unless
it is to protect
that which is mine.
Would you do
any less?
Why do you come
to my home
and then shoot me
out of fear?
Would I go to yours
uninvited
and then
attack and kill?
Why are you overhead
in those loud machines
which frighten me
and then...
when I run for cover
you shoot me
from above?
Why do you lay traps
which hurt and then
eventually kill me?
Why do you want
my skins to adorn
your homes
and your bodies?
Why do you kill
for fun?
Can't you see
that I was here
on this land
long before you...
and that I don't mind
sharing this land...
I ask only that you
allow me to live
in peace.
Why do you kill me
for profit
when I would protect you
from harm?
If given the chance
I would teach you
of love...
gentleness...
loyalty...
and so much more.
But you refuse
to listen...
to learn.
Instead
you choose
to hate...
to fear...
to hunt...
to kill.
Please...
I mean you no harm.
-Sister/Brother Wolf
� Waabnong Kwe
June 25 1998 copyright
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