Here. An excerpt:

CHAMBERLAIN — Despite a letter coming from one of the biggest names in civil rights, the Chamberlain School Board still reaffirms its stand that the topic of an honoring song for graduates will “never” be allowed at their meetings.

In April, the Martin Luther King Jr. Center for Nonviolent Social Change in Atlanta sent a letter to the board in support of the honor song. Bernice King, daughter of civil rights icon Martin Luther King Jr., signed the letter.

Now the school board is being investigated for possible civil rights violations. The violation charges stem from the attempts made by James Cadwell and Lynn Hart to formally present a letter of support from the King Center of Atlanta, Georgia for the honor song.

First part of five that highlights the need to have a discussion about this issue in our communities, here.  An excerpt:

Silence kills.

Suicide is a HUGE problem within our Native communities, yet it’s something that we barely speak about.  I put myself in this category as well—even though we’ve had several people within my family commit suicide, my family has never gotten together specifically to talk about either 1) why these suicides keep happening, or 2) how we can prevent further suicides from happening in the future.  While sexy political topics dominate headlines, this life and death issue that affects the heart of Indian Country—our homelands—hardly ever gets any press.  We haven’t yet collectively tackled this crucial question, “Why do we do this to ourselves?”



An interesting read from Up Here about traditional Inuit and northern tattoos.  An excerpt:

The process itself, says Raboff, “was deliberate. I wouldn’t describe it as spiritual. I was just reenacting something that was done over a century before.” But living with her tattoos over time, she says, “that’s the spiritual practice. Every day I wash my face, I look at my chin, and I think of right attitudes; I think of the Creator and it reminds me of my attitude towards life.”

After five years with her tattoos, Peter has a similar thought: “I’ve done many things without realizing how important they would be later on.” It wasn’t the momentary pain or the ritual that connected her with her tattoos and her tattoos with her belief system—it was the daily routine of living with them. “When I got the tattoos, I was told, ‘Now the spirits can see you. As I explain to people what my tattoos mean, almost every day, tracing over their lines reminds me of whom I respect and why.”