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About Siletz news letter. (Siletz, Oregon) 1989-1997 | View Entire Issue (March 1, 1995)
March 1995 3 Tree's Trading Post To the Tribal Council, My name is Paul Brock. I'm sure most of you or all of you know me. I am writing this letter to all of you asking for your support in my request to participate in this years Sun Dance in Mt. Hood. This is very important to me. I made my Sun Dance pledge almost a year ago. I have followed through with my pledge. I feel like this is a big part I need in my life. I assure you, if I am allowed to go I would not be any trouble. This is too sacred to me to disrespect in any way so please support me. Letters to the E d ito r : A ll letters received w ill be printed except those which are determined to be slanderous. Please type or write legible, no profane language w ill be printed. The Siletz News letter and Tribal Government accept no responsibility for statements made in the letters to the editor. The opinions expressed are souly those o f individuals writing in. L E T T E R S T H A T E X C E E D 350 W O R D S IN L E N G T H W IL L BE E D IT E D as approved bv Tribal Council Resolution #91-04, Sincerely, Paul Brock SILETZ NEWS DEADLINE March 15, 1995 mail articles and photos to: Siletz News, P.O. Box 549, SUetz, Oregon 97380 A ll letters must include vour name. address and signature, Send letters to : Siletz News, P .O . Box 549, Siletz, Oregon 97380. Attn: Teresa M ille r, Managing Editor. P LE A S E NOTE: The C hief Executive O ffice r o f the Siletz Trib e is the C h ie f E d ito r o f the Siletz Newsletter. Gathering Snapshots the hawks circle curiously drawn down by drums that pound the blood split the air like thunder leaving between the beats that split, pulse where two voids meet the singers join their high pitched wails draw chills through eardrums down spines slippery grass dancers prepare the grounds pound flat the grass bless the dancing ground chant down the night old women in beaded moccasins dance stately traditional their long jet braids lengthened by otter skin and hawk feathers young girls are flitting butterflies their shawls trail bright fringe brush the ground younger men circle the elders otter, eagle, cougar ravens circle, coyotes gather pelts, claws and feathers spin the dance circle Dear Friends: My Name is Tree Many Feathers and I am a Blackfoot Indian. During the winter months here in Montana, There are no outlets for the craftsmen; their works and wares lie waiting for the spring thaw and return of the tourists. My dream is to assist the craftsmen and tribes throughout the year. Through my satellite television show, "Tree's Trading Post" I believe I have located a viable outlet. Currently my show is broadcast from the Blackfeet Indian Reservation and shown on Galaxy 3, Transponder 23 from 6-8 p.m. Mountain Time. Beginning February 5, 1995 I will move to Telestar 2, Transponder 21 for a three hour show from 6-9 p.m. Mountain Time. Should Your Tribe or . individual tribal members have a product sing down their enemies, whoop their victory drums split the air, pound the blood honor the ancestor, circle through this fading century night falls silver for sale in the booth catches starlight, throws it bright on children running wild in the night fry bread scent mingles with sage and dust the august moon shines gold through pines we gather together, friends uncommon ancestors, prayers of thanksgiving a family grieves their loved one gives small tokens of great thanks sing blessings to us all families gather, lay claim to bleacher sections trading beads and gossip the old man proudly adjusts a grandson's bustle girls chatter in the florescent bathroom preening in their shawls, practicing doe-eyed smiles Jingle dancers run through the night eluding the Hoop dancer from far away or items that you may be interested in selling via satellite, you may telephone me at (406) 873-4144; fax information to me at (406) 873-2923, or write to me at 1 Tree Lane, Cut Bank, Montana 59427. Currently I am showing pencils from the Blackfeet Indian Writing Company and a gourmet food line from the Confederated Tribes of Coos, Lower Umpqua and Siuslaw. Thank you for your interest. Very truly yours, Tree Many Feathers THANK YOU: To my family and friends for all the love and support you have given and shown to me and my children. I love you all and you mean the world to us. Thank you, Sylvia, Jacob, Princess Sarah, and JR (In spirit) . the woman healing from the accident hauls herself from the wheelchair hobbles with a crutch states firmly I live I will dance gather honor from the ancestor pass along deeds and the stories of genocide, survival, rape and forgiveness search for that seamless binding blend o f history and pride ebon haired and hawk eyed the dancer sways in the firelight learns from the elder the pathways o f his wild heritage riding herd on the boundaries that fine line of raven myth he wears red and bandanas a beaded badge of courage honors the veteran with the reverence of warriors pay heed to the elder gather pearls o f old women's gossip pass on to the child the sheltering sky Laurel Hansen (Continued on page 9J
