Hummingbird brings back Tobacco

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Long ago, when all people and animals spoke the same language, there was only one tobacco plant in all the world. From far and wide they come for their tobacco. All was well, until the greedy Dagul’ku geese stole the plant and flew far to the south with it where they guarded it night and day. Before long the people and animals began to suffer greatly because the tobacco was gone. One such person was a beloved Elder woman who had become very ill, so thin and weak that it was felt by all that she would die soon, and could only be saved by their Sacred tobacco and it disturbed them all that they could not provide what was needed. So it was decided that they should hold a council and make a plan on how to retrieve the tobacco that had been taken from them. They all agreed that the animals should be sent to see if they could get it back.

One by one, the animals all tried to get the plant, but each time they were seen by the Dagul’ku geese and could not reach the Sacred tobacco plant. From the largest to the smallest, the Four Leggeds failed. Then one among them, the Mole decided he should be the one that he would go. Everyone thought this to be a good idea since he would tunnel under the ground to the plant and be able to get it back. So off he went tunneling ever closer to the Sacred tobacco plant. However the Dagul’ku geese were waiting for him for with their keen sense of hearing they heard him underneath as he was digging his tunnel and they waited at the plant for him to come out. As soon as he raised his head above ground the Dagul’ku geese attacked him and he went back to the village without the Sacred plant. The mood within the council was very somber after that. None could think of any way to get the Sacred tobacco plant away from the greedy Dagul’ku geese. No one wanted to go only to be attacked and sent back in defeat.

As the Hummingbird sat listening to all of the plans she had come up with one of her own. She boldly arose in front of the council and told them all that she could retrieve the Sacred plant. They all looked at her and laughed, “How could you do this, you are so small? How could you get to the Sacred plant past the Dagul’ki geese? She held her ground and told them that she knew she could do it and if they wanted they could test her. So they pointed to the middle of the meadow, they showed her a plant that all could see and said to her, “Go, sit on that plant, but do not let us see you getting there.”

No sooner than the words had been spoken then they all could see the little Hummingbird sitting atop the plant in the meadow. And then again before their very eyes she disappeared again only to reappear within the council circle with not one of them having seen her go or return. The all sat Stunned at the feat and skill she had shown them all and it was soon agreed to give this little warrior a chance. She wasted no time flying off straight to the Sacred plant, right under the noses of the Dagul’ki geese. She flew right up to the plant without them even suspecting her being there. Quick as a wink she used her long beak to cut off the top of the plant that had a few leaves and the seeds, then off she flew straight back to the council circle.

By this time the Elder woman was thought to have died, but smoke from the Sacred tobacco plant was blown into her nostrils and with a cry of “Tsa’lu”, she opened her eyes and regained her strength.

From that day forward, all looked with favor and respect to the little Hummingbird who managed to out wit the Dagul’ku geese to return the Sacred tobacco plant back for all to use.

Many Blessings,

bear Medicinewaller

bear Medicinewalker on the Red Road…


The Red Road…

I am often asked, how do I walk the Red Road…will you teach me? Or where can I read about what I need to do to walk it. I also have heard many of the tribal People speak of it as the “Good Red Road” , or when I speak with my Elders or tribal neighbors we refer to it as the Red Road…

Lately to me it strikes me as odd, that we are trying to promote the Red Road on one hand… and trying to eliminate the word Red in many other ways. There are those willing to teach others as it was handed down to us, so that people will be able live more balanced and honorable, happy lives, and those that feel we should hold on tightly to all we have been taught because as it stands, many have treated our People badly. It is an interesting dilemma to ponder for sure.

Yet getting back to the main point, is what the Red Road truly is. For me that is about a way of life, a spiritual way of being. If we stop and take a moment we will find that this is a thought process that is found often in similar forms within many different cultures, and called by many different names all depending on your point of view or location of where one lives for that matter.

The bottom line again for me, is it is about the way we live as human. Our connections to the world around us and to the Creator are what will make us weak or strong. The rituals we perform daily in prayer and thought whether we are Native American, Asian, French, Canadian, Italian, Irish, Latino, African, Christian or Jew, Buddhist or Protestant, Islamic or any other spiritual background or faith is what forms the person we are in front of the world, and who we are in front of that higher power of the Creator God.

Strip the material away from any of us and what do we have? We have but a humble human standing naked for the entire world to see. Although the color of our skins may be different and our homes may be on the opposite side of the world…we all are made up of water, we all breathe air, we all need to eat food to sustain ourselves, we all share the world…and the main thing we all have in common is when we are cut we bleed…and the color of our blood is Red.

So when I think of the Red Road… it is about how all humans walk this world, it is how the four leggeds travel alongside of us, the winged ones and the swimmers co exist with us all, it is about how we are to treat each other as humans, it is about honor and respect, for ourselves and others. It is about the Good Red Road, a healthy path of life. One that is in balance with all that is.

So how does one walk it? Well we are to walk it with respect and honor for the gift that it is. To be thankful for all our blessings, all the miracles of life large and small, to remember we are but a guest here during our lifetime, and that we are one of many guests here now and to come. Think of it as Sacred, then listen to the Ancestors as they share the lessons and wisdom’s of old… and remember it is a good day to be alive and Honor the Sacred of All that Is, then take one step at a time and walk that Red Road.


~ bear Medicinewalker

A Walk with a bear…

In this section you will find ramblings of an old bear.  Some were shared with me by my family,, my Elders, my Ancestors or during times the times I was discovering new things, lessons and wisdom’s on my own journey.  I do not claim them to be absolute, I do not claim them to be anything other than My Own Truths.  In sharing them I have hopes that perhaps a few will learn from them, laugh because of them, understand life a little better, and look at other humans and their experiences a little less judgmental.

I wish you all blessings of the day and beyond, and may you find peace in your world, and within yourself.


bear Medicinewalker


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