Posts by UCN

By Ellora Reddy Delighted at Dawn and Dusk is a set of digital art works composed of three pieces, Dawn, Dusk and Delighted. They were drawn on a computer art program, PaintTool SAI. Delighted at Dawn and Dusk tries to show the harmony in nature at anytime (i.e., at dawn and at dusk). By using…

By Kassidy Burden I cannot get away from you,No matter where I go you are always there.I see you everywhere.Why are you always watching me? It all started gradually,I would see you in the same spot occasionally,Occasionally became consistently.That spot became plural spots.And now I cannot be rid of you. The police never did anything,They…

By Freddie Barkman Once there were three wolves who lived in the forest and they took care of each other. One wolf was the father who took care of his young sons named Niko and Chase. Niko was bigger, faster, and more disciplined than Chase because he looked up to his father who’d always get…

by Allison McLeod All over the world Indigenous peoples have been oppressed, however, they have strived to fight against losing their land, community, and spirituality. When these aspects are diminished through oppression, the Indigenous people’s cultural identity becomes threatened. Ultimately, the “loss of language and culture inevitably results in a crisis of cultural identity” (Ratheiser…

by Peter Harris “Spiritual renewal and purification of body, mind, soul, and spirit are the major purposes and benefits resulting from sweat lodge use” (Laframboise, 2017). The sweat lodge has been a sacred practice of the Aboriginal People of North America for generation upon generation. There has been plenty of ignorance by non-Aboriginal people extended…

By Colin Patridge There once was a man who lived a long time ago. He lived in North America in a time before cities and advanced technology. His name was Moon Beam, and he was suffering through the agony of losing his wife. His wife’s name was Singing Bird, and she had fallen ill with…

By Chadwin Scatch It was a foggy and chilly morning; the leaves were nicely green and the air was ripe for breathing. Summer had just started and it was hard not to be outside with a cold beer. Today was the day the family and I would go for a camping trip to the nearby…

By Taylor Flett My grandfather lives inThe roots of the birch wood treesAnd within the stones that offers his wisdomOf this land.He is the heaven and earthWho provides us.He is the blood running throughOur people. My grandmother lives inThe air that carries her loveAnd within the lakes, rivers and streamsOf this land.She is the heaven…

By Peter Harris To decide on the most memorable day in a person’s life is no easy task. The moments that define who we are resonate through our memories. Some memories are good: like finding true love or possibly achieving long sought after goals, while other memories can be far less pleasant: the death of…