[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text letter_spacing=””]When they said we were going into a bat cave I can’t say that was what we all were expecting. The muddy path that led to the cave was even a journey itself. Some of us, including me, had chosen to wear flip flops and that was our first mistake. We were all slinging...
On our first morning in Pine Ridge, we stood in a circle from oldest to youngest age as tradition in the Lakota heritage. Women were on one side and men on the other. To get to know each other, we went around and said each others names. Then, we took our first step into the...
It is hard to put into words exactly how my experience in Detroit impacted me. I took so much away from being immersed in the culture of the city. Just talking with the people there and listening to the stories and memories they had to share was something I will never forget. It changed my...