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Taku Wakan – Something Sacred

#10 Sacred Instructions

The wind whips angrily as branches release yellow leaves into the raging current. They rush across the sky before falling to the ground, a yellow blanket to cover Mother Earth. A coal oil lamp, its glass lantern black with soot, casts an orange light. A fresh pot of coffee percolates […]

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#8 In the Army Now

An open shoe box with its lid tossed aside and contents scattered over the kitchen table waits. “What’s all this?” I ask. “It’s my army stuff. Come and see it.” Wanbdi encourages. A Princess Patricia Canadian Light Infantry soft badge; a red, white and blue ribbon attached to a silver […]

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# 7 What’s in a Name?

“Where is he?” The smell of morning coffee answers me as I crawl out of bed. Wanbdi sits in his favorite chair reading his newspaper as usual, a large cup beside him. “Good morning. It looks like you’ve been up for a while.” I say. “Why so early?” “Good morning […]

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#2 He Knows

  White hair explodes outward in all directions. Black rimmed glasses frame eyes deep and knowing. Dakota features sport a handsome face, sturdy and dignified. Meet Wanbdi Wakita on a Saturday morning. He is a man who makes prayers for people. Yet to me, he is my best friend, my confidant […]

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