By Steven “Walks On The Grass” Maisenbacher Chapter 20 Calm Before the Storm February 2020 – Our spiritual group had been complaining for more than a year about the lack of materials to re-build the sweat lodge. See, if you are not of the professed faith group of one of the institutional chaplains, getting anythingContinue reading “LONG ROAD HOME (20)”
By Steven “Walks On The Grass” Maisenbacher Chapter 10 Cat In The Forest Shortly after Walker left, about mid-week, I was asked if I would come to the next sweat and was told the brothers wanted to ask me to become a member of the circle and spiritual group there. For more than a year,Continue reading “LONG ROAD HOME (10)”
Blindsided – It took me a minute to get used to them calling me the elder. I understood the implied respect and honor that it conferred, but more than that, it made me feel like I had reason and purpose, and that the Creator had finally started to use me as a tool to carry the ways on to the next generation; to help other men find a path to the life-changing religious beliefs, practices and behaviors that had given my life meaning.
2005 Vice Magazine Interview – From Chapter 2: While and during all these skirmishes, somehow word got out that I was battling the federal prison administration. I was asked by a reporter for Vice magazine if I would consider doing an interview over this “struggle” and my fights as a federal prisoner in securing Native American rights while incarcerated. I did this interview in 2005.
Now the lost has been found – Transcribed from the 2005 Vice Magazine interview written by Seth Ferranti that was published online under “Native Issues.”
Depression, Music & Brotherhood – There are many things that can bring you sickness and illness. Some of them we never even think about until it’s too late… During this time, I wrote some really poignant music and lyrics. The ordeal let me tap into a part of my mind that I never knew I could write from. I was amazed at the depth and clarity in which songs could pinpoint my feelings and put them out there in written form.
Still There is Music in My Head… After the ceremony I cut off all my hair to be burned in the fire of the next sweat lodge that weekend. Had it not been for the brothers, the sweat lodge, the sacred area and the ability to spend so much time in prayer and contemplation I don’t know if I would have made it thru that time of sorrow and loss. I miss my mom every day and can still hear her talking to me in my head at times.
By Stephen “Walks On The Grass” Maisenbacher Chapter 2 Then Spirit Raises Your Voice In 2000, three years after I arrived in Phoenix, I paroled to my home. Shortly before my release, my wife of 12 years died of cancer. She was the love of my life and in that frame of mind, I justContinue reading “LONG ROAD HOME (2)”
By Ghost Dancer Honoring Beloved Elders They Recognized Me, Touched My Life, and Helped To Guide My Path Part 2 – South Dakota Summers By the time I reached my early teens, I had been working all kinds of jobs for years and always saved my money so was able to buy a good motorcycle.Continue reading “Walk The Sacred Path (2)”
I am an elder and a seeker. Many years ago I was given the honorary name, Sings Many Songs by a man called Bearheart, a lifelong friend and leader of Creek, Shawnee, Cherokee, Métis descent. The name was a gift to honor my interest and prayers for his people and my work to help himContinue reading “An Invitation from E. P. Dixon”