Del Barber's "Love songs for the last 20" always good for a trip down memory lane. #Classic
and just like that, it was winter time in the peg.
Shaved my beard and now it feels like I'm catching a cold... I don't think it's coincidence, time to grow it back. Lol
Smell ya later Toronto, back home now after a fairly productive trip. ✊🏽
🔥🔥NEW CONSTELLATIONS TOUR🔥🔥
I ate lunch up there once.
Nick Sherman, killing 'em softly.
The twilight glow.
Beautiful day in Winnipeg.
Introducing #RezGoatsofInstagram lol
Join us at the Thunderbird House next week for a free concert featuring some dope local Indigenous musicians.
I knew her as "Mama" (my Grandmother.)
A fiercely independent woman that lived life on her own terms.
Generous, intelligent and stubborn.
When I would stop by to visit her, she usually just listened. Sometimes we talked about aliens and ghosts, sometimes I asked her about the old days, and sometimes we just sat there quietly.
The past couple of years, the aging process took it's toll and she began to require more help than she was accustomed to accepting. I believe this was hard on her. I know it was.
Last week I received a call from my dad.
I had just finished making a playlist of music that included "Dear Mama", "Grandma's Hand's" and "God's Medicine" - I was listening to it as Tasha was making lunch for us... He didn't have to say anything.
The empty space before he spoke was all I needed to hear.
Last week Mama took back her freedom and made her journey home.
On the last day of the sacred fire we made for her, just as the Sun went down. Three blue lights brighter than the stars appeared in the sky above our home.
They moved together as one unit and traveled east. We watched them travel silently through the sky and fade without a trace.
I'll remember that for as long as I have memory.
Rest In Peace Mama, your work here is done.
Kee-ga-wabamin Minowa - I will see you again.