Self Proclaimed Medicine Man, Nathan Chasing Horse used deceptions: Friday Nover 24, 2017

This was my experience in confronting Nathan Chasing Horse in 2007. He had no compassion for his victims. His propensity for girls started being more openly displayed by the summer of 2007. Documentaries, Articles, Indigenous Podcasts, My Podcast is under construction. Archival documenting yearly posts posted with transcripts will be published here. I’ll also link my YouTube videos associated with each podcast published. I also created a link to my GOFUNDME account. I may link my TikTok account

Friday 24 November 2017

Friday Nover 24, 2017

I have so much on my mind with my artist residency coming to an end soon. I need to prepare for the conclusion of my research and comments on what I've found out about the history of indigenous women within the city limits of Calgary, Alberta.

What I am going to explore is the murder of an indigenous woman name Rosaline. I don't know what tribe is came from, only that she was murdered here in this city. The trail went on and the man who murdered got off with any jail time served. Since there is a inquiry now open across Canada, it would be interesting to see just what the city did or did not do to get justice for her and her family.

Next week seems like a whole week of preparation of my Friday presentation. As this may turn out to be something that I wasn't really thinking of doing I may just switch gears. I was hoping to interview three women from my community; however, the way things are going for me with the archives I may focus on my sisterhood and their deaths.

I've done a art piece years ago that I could incorporate into my presentation. I just know its going to be very emotional and traumatic for me. This whole sense of self has so much to do with fear based feeling about living next of a major city. I know I live outside the city and I rarely see the homelessness of indigenous women on the streets; however, I know the women as if they were my sisters.

I have stored quite a few articles off the internet via my Facebook account. I'd need to review them, print them and source them on file in case anyone wish further clarification or references. I also, thought I would take a holiday during December, but that doesn't look at its going to happen. My priorities right now is to complete this project. It doesn't seem like much as most of the audience comes from this blog. I do have Facebook; however, the content there is personal in some ways.

A young Lakota man wrote on Facebook (Ohiyesa Locke) "American is not going to speak up for us, we can't be silent about the epidemic of Native Women Missing and Murdered. THEY CAN'T SPEAK SO SPEAK FOR THEM."
https://www.facebook.com/ohiyesa.locke/posts/10213854588094268

I believe I have felt this way my entire life. When people ask me what is it like to live in a First Nations Community or as USA calls it a Reservation, I say this. It's a constant battle to protect and focus on the positives of what was given to me as a blessing. Sometimes I feel like I am the opposite of everything or everyone. What some people say as in whose guiding them spiritually; they would say their grandparents keep their arm steady, as they walk forward in this life. I in my own way know I am different in that rather than just having my grandparents keeping my arm steady. I believe like most there are at least 10,000 grandparents keeping our hands steady. Early this morning, as I read a post on Facebook and saw this person's believe system has having only to ask one thing and that was for his grandparents to keep his arm steady. Maybe, its because I am of the female gender that I've had more fears of not being protected that I ask my grandfathers and grandmothers for many things like healing and protection. I also ask to the 10,000 to come when I pray. I ask for those whom I've loved to come help me heal and for now. I think in my prayers I am going to ask for the 100,000 million grandfathers and grandmothers to come help me, guide me, keep me steady. You may ask how did come up with such a high number. Well, here it goes.

logic says that from the time our ancestors were cannibals and roamed like wild animals 10,000 grandparents made us all who were are today. This being said, when I call on those who I've loved and those who've loved me to come protect and heal me or for me, it's those who have taken their journey home back into the great mystery. So, within my Indigenous family 100 million were murdered and missing. This means that no other race on this earth has had to many within one race be slaughtered. This means for me that 100 million grandfathers and grandmothers combined are here for me to call upon for protection and healing. In a spiritual sense this is the greatest blessing any one person could ever ask for in ones lifetime.

Upon seeing "White Buffalo Calf Woman" I felt such joy and wonder. I knew that the grandfathers and grandmothers were there. I knew that the great mystery they believed in was present. I know I can not change the way a person thinks or believes, as what I've come to understand is only now being acknowledged. Each one of us is connected to another. I hope and I pray for those that I can. I try to pray for myself and for my niece. Life is becoming too short. We need to understand ourselves first. This for me is the hardest thing to do. I think I understand.

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Memories of my late mother saying her dad, my grandfather taught her in a warning that the Dakota Medicine was good, but not anymore. As far back as 81 years ago, fake medicine people deceived their own people for money, power, and glory. Our grandmothers showed us through their prayers helping us celebrate love and helping us celebrate life within our families. Through my own lived experiences, I had to eliminate my own self-defeating behavior. Our people are depending on us to bring justice into our Indigenous Communities. Our Indigenous girls and women are going missing at an alarming rate and are being human trafficked. With little help in finding them or bringing their killers or abusers to justice, I started this blog. I never thought I would live to see such as year as 2023. Today, I feel blessed to be able to hold those who reached out to me in high regard. I am truly grateful, Creator’s Will guided me in my lifetime to see Nathan Chasing Horse arrested. And, yet at the same time, I grief for all his victims who died before they could see him brought to justice.

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Intergenerational truama further perpetuated.

It was a HBO movie set I first met Nathan Chasing Horse. I worked along side my late mother who was literate in Dakota. We didn’t spend too much time with him as he knew how to somewhat speak Lakota. Mostly we were around Actors like Adam Beach and Eric Schweig teaching them the proper pronunciations. My first impression of him was not that of an actor rather that of an indigenous young man with many ex-girlfriends. I ignored his arrogance as I managed my way through being a consultant on behalf of my later mother for the Director and the executive producers of Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee. Micheal Spears was stopped at the Canadian border so his role needed to be filled and since Nathan Chasing Horse was available he auditioned for the part with my mother speaking Dakota to him. The original intention of the movie was to have most of the dialogue in Lakota; however, as production started only few dialogues were kept. The Sioux culture needed representation. I advised them that the songs sung in Lakota would add a difference to the lack of dialogue and they agreed. I suggested they use Nathan’s singing ability and his ability to pronounce Lakota correctly as an asset. Prior to this Nathan was only hired as a stand-in as a Sioux Jailer for Sioux prisoners, nothing more and nothing less. It was in the fall of 2006. Nathan made connections with my younger brother and my oldest niece whom I took on the movie set. My brother started promoting Nathan in the schools and asked if I could help connect him with others within my community. From the ending of the movie in November of 2006 until March 2007, Nathan, and his entourage of three men left. During this time, I reached out to my friends who were having problems with the daughters. We met and hatched a plan to raise money for the mother’s and their daughters to attend Yuwipi, sweats and Sundance. It was the trip to the Sundance in Wolf Point that would cost the most. We tried to fund raise that turned out to be a disaster; however, once members of my community met and supported Nathan the money for the Yuwipi and Sweats were found, but not the Sundance; however, my younger brother was helped with Nathan and his entourage for his Sundance in the summer of 2007. Our ancestors carried within them intergenerational trauma that was further perpetuated in the creations of Indian Residential Schools. It’s a dark place of racism and genocide. Much of what I’ve written about pertains to sexual deviancy. I basically thought the 12-step programs of AA, Al-Anon, Sex Addiction and other 12-step programs helped. As we’ve all grown up around family violence; I’ve met many men who were exposed to such extreme violence. Much I write about here is focusing on is Limerence, because of intergenerational trauma. As the Yuwipi focuses on Limerence practices and I believe was once good. I’ve found as more and more non-indigenous people and indigenous people seek out by cultural appropriation through exploitation. Culturally appropriating our sweats and ceremonies doesn't mean you are healed or that you are automatically adopted into an Indigenous way of knowing. Being around indigenous communities isn't a place to hide your disorders rather it needs to be a place of communities like AA, Al-non and other 12-step programs. There’s no magic wand nor some psychic Psyche who can conjure up a quick fix. It takes time and a lot of hard emotional work. It's just sad that our own people are predators to our own girls and women. I was born into such a way of thinking, and I don’t blame anyone. I’ve learned we as human beings have more in common than our differences. This need for validation and acceptance is as old as time itself, so be kind to yourself and love the person you discover within yourself.

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