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Sobriety Pow Wow a Portland Tradition - ICTMN.com

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or the 26th year in a row, possibly the largest party in Portland on New Year’s eve was held at the Oregon Convention Center, where thousands of American Indians, and their friends, poured in to close out the year in style—without alcohol.

The Native American Rehabilitation Association (NARA) of the Northwest threw their New Year’s Eve Sobriety Pow Wow, with more than 4,000 people attending. Bill Graves, writing for The Oregonian, spoke to Jackie Mercer, the chief executive officer of NARA, which provides drug and alcohol treatment, as well as other health care and social services, to American Indians in the Portland area.

“NARA has had a tremendous impact working with the community in creating a clean and sober community, and you can see it and feel it when you come to the powwow,” Mercer told The Oregonian. “If you want to measure the success of NARA, come to the powwow.”

The event, which was free, began in stages, starting at 1 pm and going until midnight. There was pow wow dancing, jewelry, clothing, soap, sage, bitterroot and smoke salmon on sale from vendors, with the constant heartbeat of seven drum circles throughout. The flags during the Grand Entry were presented by members of the Northwest Indian Veterans Association.

Now that’s how you bring in the new year.

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or the 26th year in a row, possibly the largest party in Portland on New Year’s eve was held at the Oregon Convention Center, where thousands of American Indians, and their friends, poured in to close out the year in style—without alcohol.

The Native American Rehabilitation Association (NARA) of the Northwest threw their New Year’s Eve Sobriety Pow Wow, with more than 4,000 people attending. Bill Graves, writing for The Oregonian, spoke to Jackie Mercer, the chief executive officer of NARA, which provides drug and alcohol treatment, as well as other health care and social services, to American Indians in the Portland area.

“NARA has had a tremendous impact working with the community in creating a clean and sober community, and you can see it and feel it when you come to the powwow,” Mercer told The Oregonian. “If you want to measure the success of NARA, come to the powwow.”

The event, which was free, began in stages, starting at 1 pm and going until midnight. There was pow wow dancing, jewelry, clothing, soap, sage, bitterroot and smoke salmon on sale from vendors, with the constant heartbeat of seven drum circles throughout. The flags during the Grand Entry were presented by members of the Northwest Indian Veterans Association.

Now that’s how you bring in the new year.

Read more:http://indiancountrytodaymedianetwork.com/2012/01/07/native-american-rehabilitation-associations-new-years-eve-sobriety-pow-wow-70744 http://indiancountrytodaymedianetwork.com/2012/01/07/native-american-rehabilitation-associations-new-years-eve-sobriety-pow-wow-70744#ixzz1iwCtAlQc

Native American lore abounds in Connecticut

It was the custom of the Mattabassett tribe to hold powwows in the meadows of Portland along the Connecticut River.

During these events, the Indians boasted of war path bravery and sometimes, the bragging bordered on disrespect for high-ranking chiefs and medicine men.

At one powwow, a young warrior event insulted the gods. Boasters had been told by the elders that excessive boasting might result in being abducted by the great Evil Spirit (the devil), but the young brave scoffed at the notion.

The Native Americans believed the Evil Spirit lived in a deep hole in the nearby river. When this young brave boasted, the spirit bounded from the hole, like a geyser, seized the brave and sucked him back into the deep hole, leaving behind a footprint on a rock from which the spirit had jumped.

The brave was never seen again, and the footprint, hooved like a goat’s, is still there today. It is known as Devil’s Rock.

Native Americans believed that Alexander’s Lake in Killingly was created when waters rose from the earth and engulfed members of a rival tribe, except for an old squaw. She sat on a single rocky peak that now forms what is known as Loon Island in the lake.

Visitors to an almost six-mile-long roadway in Killingworth called Roast Meat Hill Road sometimes wonder about its unusual name.

One explanation involves old Deacon Daniel Avery leading his oxen up a steep hill in the late 1800s, when a sudden lightning bolt, seemingly out of nowhere, struck his loaded hay wagon. The deacon was not able to free his animals from the fire, and they roasted where they stood, giving the road its name.

Another explanation says there was a site on the road where an annual Native American barbecue took place long before the white settlers arrived. Those settlers found the remains of a camp once owned by Hammonassets filled with discarded animal bones.

A well-known legend among the Mohegan-Pequot tribes concerns Chahnameed the Glutton. He and another man had a dispute over which one could consume the most food, resulting in a challenge.

Before the contest, the crafty Chahnameed secretly fastened a bag under his coat near his throat so he easily could pour food into it.

The contest began with a barrel of soup. Only Chahnameed knew that just one man was eating in the contest. Finally, Chahnameed’s rival gave up the fight.

To further his ruse, Chahnameed pulled out a knife and stabbed the bag where his stomach was. The other man did the same thing and died.

Many such tales of the area exist and are still told.

Read more: Historically Speaking: Native American lore abounds in our state - Norwich, CT - The Bulletin http://www.norwichbulletin.com/news/x915103836/Historically-Speaking-Native-American-lore-abounds-in-our-state#ixzz1iw9cFWxR

Native American lore abounds in Connecticut

It was the custom of the Mattabassett tribe to hold powwows in the meadows of Portland along the Connecticut River.

During these events, the Indians boasted of war path bravery and sometimes, the bragging bordered on disrespect for high-ranking chiefs and medicine men.

At one powwow, a young warrior event insulted the gods. Boasters had been told by the elders that excessive boasting might result in being abducted by the great Evil Spirit (the devil), but the young brave scoffed at the notion.

The Native Americans believed the Evil Spirit lived in a deep hole in the nearby river. When this young brave boasted, the spirit bounded from the hole, like a geyser, seized the brave and sucked him back into the deep hole, leaving behind a footprint on a rock from which the spirit had jumped.

The brave was never seen again, and the footprint, hooved like a goat’s, is still there today. It is known as Devil’s Rock.

Native Americans believed that Alexander’s Lake in Killingly was created when waters rose from the earth and engulfed members of a rival tribe, except for an old squaw. She sat on a single rocky peak that now forms what is known as Loon Island in the lake.

Visitors to an almost six-mile-long roadway in Killingworth called Roast Meat Hill Road sometimes wonder about its unusual name.

One explanation involves old Deacon Daniel Avery leading his oxen up a steep hill in the late 1800s, when a sudden lightning bolt, seemingly out of nowhere, struck his loaded hay wagon. The deacon was not able to free his animals from the fire, and they roasted where they stood, giving the road its name.

Another explanation says there was a site on the road where an annual Native American barbecue took place long before the white settlers arrived. Those settlers found the remains of a camp once owned by Hammonassets filled with discarded animal bones.

A well-known legend among the Mohegan-Pequot tribes concerns Chahnameed the Glutton. He and another man had a dispute over which one could consume the most food, resulting in a challenge.

Before the contest, the crafty Chahnameed secretly fastened a bag under his coat near his throat so he easily could pour food into it.

The contest began with a barrel of soup. Only Chahnameed knew that just one man was eating in the contest. Finally, Chahnameed’s rival gave up the fight.

To further his ruse, Chahnameed pulled out a knife and stabbed the bag where his stomach was. The other man did the same thing and died.

Many such tales of the area exist and are still told.

Read more: Historically Speaking: Native American lore abounds in our state - Norwich, CT - The Bulletin http://www.norwichbulletin.com/news/x915103836/Historically-Speaking-Native-American-lore-abounds-in-our-state#ixzz1iw9cFWxR

Sunset at Crazy Horse Memorial

Sunset at Crazy Horse Memorial


Miss Indian Rodeo 2012 Kelsey Knight of Eagle Butte, SD made her first official visit to Crazy Horse Memorial since winning the crown at the INFR in Las Vegas Nov. 11.


















Storyteller-historian Harry Burk of Hermosa, SD discussed "The Battle of the Greasy Grass"
(the Battle of the Little Bighorn)  The Crazy Horse Memorial

Tsimshian Mask

Tsimshian mask sells for $150K at auction
Source:  Postmedia News

 An elaborately carved aboriginal mask, believed to have been used in coming-of-age rituals among the Tsimshian people of the B.C. coast, has been sold at a Paris auction of historic native art for nearly $150,000.
The exquisite object was part of a major collection of artifacts amassed by Bernard Bottet, a well-known French enthusiast for indigenous artwork who began acquiring treasures from around the world in the 1920s.

While the specific history of the Canadian mask was not immediately available, native art curators at Christie's auction house called it a "perfect" representation of Tsimshian style: "forehead tilted from eyebrows, sharp orbits, pyramidal cheeks, wide mouth with the fine lips, aquiline nose, round nostrils and finely sculptured ears."

The mask, which drew a top bid of $148,000 at Tuesday's auction in Paris, was expected to sell for about $100,000.

The Tsimshian First Nation is centred in the Skeena River region, near Prince Rupert.

The nation's masterful carvings, typically shaped from red cedar, are renowned among collectors of native art and frequently fetch stunning prices.

In 2006, a Tsimshian shaman's mask from a controversial collection of B.C. artifacts acquired by a 19th-century Christian missionary sold at a Sotheby's auction in New York for more than $2 million.

B.C. native leaders had argued at the time of the 2006 sale that the objects -- which they described as being "as significant to Canadian heritage as the Group of Seven" -- were acquired improperly by Dundas and should have been returned to the Tsimshian people.

The mask sold on Tuesday would have been on display "during complex ceremonies where a group of supernatural entities called naxnox was performing," Christie's stated in its sale catalogue.