May 11, 2020
Osiyo & gurggle blug glugg, NAH family!
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Greetings once again from the kitchen counter of the NAH – it's time for our fourth installment of Todd's Tales!
I hope this finds everyone well, or as well as can be. Happy Mothers' Day to all the Moms out there! Hope everyone was able to take a little time to celebrate & honor the important mothers in your lives. Goldfish can lay up to 1,000 eggs at a time, so Mothers' Day is a pretty huge deal for us.
Still not too much life to be had – at least of the 2-legged, air-breather variety – here on campus. Most of campus remains shut down & the majority of folks are still isolating & working from home. The 'starbucks' apparently just reopened, which seemed to be a big deal for my ghost writer. Whatever a starbuck is…
The other day, I did get to see special guest star Poli, along with Iliana, AJ & my ghost writer out the back window as they played with Poli's new puppy, Pepper Spray (all social-distance appropriate, of course). Adorbs all around & always glad to see community form where one can find it these days.
My ghost writer also managed to catch a photo of these other special guests over by Homelands Studio on Sunday, probably looking for Professor Reo &/or wondering where Powwow had been moved to:
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Life returns to campus, one way or another…
That got me reflecting once again (I know, I know, but c'mon I live in a cubic foot of water – there's more than a little time to think) on this, what would have been Powwow weekend, about the milestones that are passing with these strange days. Watching these occasions pass by – the time that would have been for AINC, Dimensions, May Day, Powwow – without all of you here, in a word, sucks.
Yet, in some ways, it's heartening to see that the same circumstances keeping many of us apart right now are also allowing the very things we gather for to manifest themselves: time spent with our families & communities, time for the languages, stories & traditional knowledge, reduced air pollution, the spread of wildlife and opportunities for the Earth itself to heal – even if just a bit.
"The survival of all Species depends on our grasping the significance of what was learned during the Beginning Times. And what we learned was this: That Ceremony is Life itself; it is the way we do things; it is the way we maintain Balance and Harmony with all our Relations; it is the way we Honor our Ancestors and protect the Earth for the Yet Unborn Generation."
-Gkisedtanamoogk
As the term wears on, always remember everyone who is here for you. Keep in touch & keep supporting each other!
Much goldfish & air-breather love to all.
Yours in NAH-ness – Gurggle blug glugg,
--Todd