Halito means hello in Choctaw. Welcome to the Council Fire. This is just a place where I plan to post thoughts on things, videos, pictures, and possibly some stories. Hope you enjoy what you read!

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Quick Little Poem

I have had 3 poems published so far, and here is the latest. Tell me what you think about it.

Dancing with the Ancestors

As I lay sleeping one spring night,
I start to have dreams of ghosts and sprites.
They all appear to me as dancers and singers
And they are sending messages that are real hum-dingers.
One is wearing an Apache Ghan mask, while another’s in Cherokee attire,
And they speak in strange tongues, making me feel like the “fifth tire”.
I don’t understand their babbling that continues to go on,
When, suddenly, they stop, like they have forgotten their song.
I ask, “What is wrong? Why have you stopped?”
They start to fade, but one steps forward and says in English that’s chopped,
“We are the messengers of the Great Spirit, and we have something for you.”
He continues to go on as I’m wondering what I could do.
“The People are evil, and do only wrong, but we think that you can assist.”
I ask what I could do, and He says, “Just listen to the Mist.
We shall give you the words to set the People free from sin,
But you must be strong and never give in.”
As I’m standing there, with questions running through my mind,
They all fade out, and the scene begins to unwind.
I look all around me, and see just one rod,
And later I realize that the spirits gave it to me to prove that I talked to God.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011


Well, this is my first official post here. They'll get better as I go, but, for right now, I'm learning how it all works. I may post some opinion based things now and again, but know that I mean no disrespect or offense toward ANYONE. I will respect everyone who views this blog, and I would like for them to, in turn, respect others on here as well. I heard a Native American story once (sorry I can't remember what tribe it's from now), and it went something like this:

Once, the wife of a brave warrior was out picking berries with her children. While out in the woods, one of the children stumbled upon a snake. The mother was so scared for her child's life, that she killed the snake. When her husband came home, she told him what she had done. He was very upset because, by killing a member of the Rattlesnake Clan, she had upset the balance in nature, and he knew they would seek revenge. And they did. In the middle of the night, several people from the Rattlesnake Clan came to the warrior's lodge, and made a deal with him. They would bear no ill will toward him or his children, so long as he allowed them to kill the warrior's wife for her actions.

Well, one things leads to another, and, in the end, the snakes do kill the woman to make the balance equal again. It won't be THAT violent here, but remember, "If you can't play nice here, go somewhere else!"

Have fun, and let me know if you want to know my opinion about something.