Month: February 2014

Upcoming Work

Untitled Project:  Anyone who has ever visited New England, especially during the Fall, knows the feeling of wonder and fascination that electrifies the air.  New England is home to some of the nation’s most haunted and paranormal locations.  From the Hockomock Swamp to the UFO reports at Loring Air Force Base, New England is chock full of the paranormal.  In my upcoming book I will explore some of the most interesting and terrifying stories that New England has to offer.  I will give the reader not only the history of the account, but a “boots to the ground” first hand experience of the location that will include pictures, links to audio, and interviews.

I am still currently collecting stories from in and around the New England area so if anyone would like to share please contact me.  Thank you.

P.S.  This post was part of a college assignment which is why it is a bit out of the ordinary for what I typically post BUT with that said this is a real book that I am working on (slowly but nonetheless working on) and would totally appreciate any feedback or stories you may have.  Thanks again for reading.

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Howard Martin of Heartmath and The Global Coherence Initiative is in Grimerica for this episode. Howard talks about the latest in GCI and measuring our own field and the earth’s field from around the globe. Truly enlightening science is backing up Heartmath, showing how we can individually affect our own health through greater coherence of our heart and thus possibly affect the planet and those around us.  

In the intro Graham and Darren chat with Barry Hoon about his mind mirror art. The intuitive and logistical process of creation and some of the experiences people have while viewing or meditating on the art. 

Barry Hoon and the Art of Deep Seeing 


Grimerica Theme – Lock & Key

Zefora – Lilu’s Song

Mayer Hawthorne – Reach out Richard

Dead Sounds – Sounds of The Turntables (deck attack)

The Heart Song

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Chris Conway, Dr. John Ward and Scotty Roberts are in Grimerica while sailing down the Nile on their inaugural Exodus Reality Adventure. This isn’t just about the Exodus or ancient archeology but also about where the progressively trusting Egyptian Spirits might fit into this adventure.

Chris Conway – reality tv prof pyscic 

Intrepid Magazine 

KGRA Radio 

Exodus Reality Adventures 


Grimerica Theme – Lock & Key

I’m on a Boat – T-pain and Andy Samberg

Boats & Hoes – Step Brothers

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Mexico is a major tourist attraction for not only those Americans that love spring break in Cancun or Acapulco but for the world at large who come to see their fantastic beaches and drink some Tequila.  However there is a much creepier and perhaps haunted location that is starting to get a lot of tourist buzz in the canals of Xochmico near Mexico City.  It is known as the Island of the Dolls.  This small island is loaded from top to bottom with discarded dolls, many of which are missing limbs and all of which stare lifelessly at any visitor brave enough to walk among them.  Sound like a horror story to you….keep reading.

Island of the dolls1

As the story goes the island’s only inhabitant, Don Julian Santana, found the body of a drowned child in the canal some 50 years ago. He was haunted by her death, so when he saw a doll floating by in the canal soon after, he hung it in a tree to please the girl. He hoped to both appease her tortured soul and protect the island from further evil.  It is said that the only thing that would keep her apparition at bay was the placing of new dolls and doll parts throughout the island.  So for the next 25 years, until his death, Don Julian placed these discarded dolls throughout the little island in an effort to keep her satisfied.  In a strange and frankly slightly terrifying turn of events, Don Julian himself died by drowning in the same canal as this little girl.

Island of the dolls2

But what would possess a man to go to such extremes; to not only fish any doll or doll part out of the canals that he found but to trade his crops for dolls.  If we were going to “go down the rabbit hole” as the guys from MU are so fond of saying, perhaps there was the ghost of a little girl that needed to be appeased.  Perhaps she returned to the sight looking for her doll that she dropped while falling into the water that would claim her life.  Finding that she could not take it with her she would return often looking for one that she could bring with her onto another plane.

Or perhaps we need to look further back in time to where this land originated.  The canals themselves were built by the Aztecs that ruled this area hundreds of years ago.  Stories of cursed and haunted native lands abound in all corners of the Americas and this is no different.  The Aztecs often practiced human sacrifice to appease their Gods.  This being Aztec land perhaps the idea of sacrifice echoes throughout the area.  Don Julian appeased the Gods with his giving of the dolls, and when he was unable to continue the Gods drown him in the same way the little girl was taken.  Or perhaps Don Julian was simply so scarred by the sight of a little girl dead in the water where he lived that his mind made up the idea of pleasing the little girl and her spirit.

Antonina- Don Julian's favorite doll said to answer prayers

Now there are plenty of stories that visitors to the island report: the dolls eyes following the, limbs moving on their own, and the like.  To look at this from a logical sense it is more than likely a creepy island that will give many people an eerie and ominous feeling, a lot like going into a dark, dank basement on a stormy night.  The reality is however CREEPY does not equal HAUNTED.  It is logical and realistic to think that if you are going to a reported haunted location with as eerie a feeling as these mangled and bug infested dolls would give off, that you may get the feeling of someone watching you, limbs moving (though it could simply be a breeze picking up or your own body brushing up against them), and being followed.  But is the island really haunted?  I don’t know.  It is certainly somewhere that is worth reading about if you are a fan of the creepy and strange.

To read more about the island you can visit either  or .

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Ardy Sixkiller Clarke joins the Grimerican’s in this chapter. “Encounters with Star People” – untold stories of American Indians, is not the only topic of this show. They chat about Ardy’s new book coming out, focusing now on the encounters in Central and South America, and about her entrance into UFOlogy! 

Encounters with Star People 

In the Intro with Red Pill Junkie…. For the love of God, RPJ brings up more religious mysteries and conspiracies. Graham tells of his massive Sundog sighting, and the guys react… meh !!


Grimerica Theme – Lock & Key


PowWow Princess

Native American Flute Mixdown

Lakota – Star People

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                Hello my fellow Grimericans! After a short hiatus, partly due to a horrendous tooth ache and partly due to writer’s block coupled with the ever-growing responsibilities of this Family lifestyle that I have chosen for myself, I am back. Now before you start emailing me telling me that the title for this post has already been done, let me tell you, I know. Not for a blog here on this site, but for other blogs, a couple articles, I even found a website with a similar name. Nevertheless, I thought that I was very clever when I thought of it. And far be it from me to take joy away from someone who obviously craves recognition. I didn’t read any of the other bodies of work with the same title as I didn’t want to be persuaded in any particular direction and instead, wanted to make sure that I write what originally gave me the idea for the post. So here we go, cue the confetti.


Well that was anticlimactic.

                We all have our vices. After I gave up taking colored bubble baths at the tender age of 20, I began watching paranormal TV shows. I can’t lie; they are the reason my fervor for the fringe was rekindled. Like I mentioned in my first post here, I have always been an advocate for things of the paranormal persuasion and although my interest never waned, it did however level off for a few years. Then a friend of mine asked me if I had seen Ghost Hunters. We watched an episode and I was hooked. Now please don’t mistake this post as an avocation for all of the tom foolery that goes on with these reality paranormal shows. I’m simply stating that they caught my eye, as I’m sure they caught many of yours, and in doing so, re-sparked my inquiry into the unknown.



                But over the years, I, along with many other viewers I’m sure, have become disenchanted with the ‘scientific’ aspect of these shows. But how scientific did we really expect them to get. With SPIKE TV’s new show, ’10 Million Dollar Bigfoot Bounty’, we have two actual scientist who help contestants actually use the scientific method to collect data and construct theories. This is all well and good but they also belittle them as well. Well known in the cryptozoological world, Dr. Todd Disotell is an evolutionary biologist, professor of anthropology and runs the molecular primatology lab at New York University. He has appeared on many a show about cryptids and has helped perform the DNA testing on samples provided by the shows. I like Dr. Todd. He seems like a pretty cool, knowledgeable guy, plus his Mohawk just screams ‘I don’t play by the norms of society!’ and ‘Damn the Man!’ But here is my gripe.


“Yeah! Damn… Well… Me!”

                On a recent episode of ’10 Million Dollar Bigfoot Bounty’, while critiquing a team’s thermal footage, Dr. Todd made the statement, “They brought in a terrible FLIR image. It’s clearly of another team or something else.” You can read that again if you have to. If you missed it, let me point it out. How can it be “clearly of another team” or “something else”? A definitive statement mixed with an open ended one in one sentence. And why can’t “something else” be a Sasquatch? Or a group of Sasquattle? But I digress. I’m not here to harp on Dr. Todd. Like I said, I like the guy. I’m more curious as to why a learned man such as Dr. Disotell would make such statements. The answer could lie in one of the most basic heuristics of science; Occam’s razor.


Need I say more?

                If you do or have watched those “scientific” paranormal TV shows (or Mythbusters) you have undoubtedly heard of Occam’s razor. (Also written as Ockham’s razor after William of Ockham.) It is a basic tool of deduction used to arrive at the most probable solution. It states that the simplest of competing theories be preferred to the more complex or that explanations of unknown phenomena be sought first in terms of known quantities. In other words, the most obvious answer is probably the correct one or in laymen terms: Keep It Simple, Stupid. So what does this have to do with Dr. Todd’s statements? Good question.

 It occurred to me that using this principal can sometimes negate one’s ability to think outside of the box. If the most simple of explanations are inside the box and the unknown is what dwells on the outside, how then can we expand our perspectives to encompass all possibilities? Since we are on the phenomena known as Bigfoot, let’s use it as an example. If you are hiking in the wilds of the Pacific Northwest and on your trip you see what appears to be a very large, hair covered, bipedal creature moving through the trees just beyond the range of clear identification, Occam’s razor would suggest that what you saw wasn’t a relic hominid, but another outdoor enthusiast such as yourself, albeit a larger than normal one with some sort of weird coat or hiking apparatus, maybe a ghillie suit. What’s that you say? Although you weren’t able to get a clear identification, you know what you saw was not human? It didn’t move like any human that you’ve ever seen? Simple! What you saw was one of the Pacific Northwest’s deadliest predators, an adult bear, in a rare occurrence that it walked on its two hind legs. Problem solved! What’s that you say again? You’ve seen many bear in your day and you know that that creature was definitely not a bear? Well then, my friend, Occam’s razor would suggest that either: A) you don’t know bears as well as you think you do, or that: B) what you saw you only think you saw and that you probably need to get your eyes checked.

cryptid eye chart

If you said, “hiker, Bigfoot, bear” in that order for line three, you can legally operate a motor vehicle.

So my question is when, if at all, does Occam’s razor begin to lean toward the fringe? I think that it would come down to a numbers game. In what I have heard referred to as the “1% Argument” in an episode of the podcast ‘Monster Talk by the host, Blake Smith, there is an idea that can be applied to all things Fortean. The argument made by UFO researchers, cryptozoologists, ghost hunters and all other investigators under the ‘supernatural’ sun, is that if 99% of all sightings, encounters and experiences are either misidentifications, hallucinations or just completely fabricated, there is still that 1% of “unexplainable” reports. I feel that it is a good argument in my opinion, but maybe that is my bias of wanting such things to exist. I also feel that by putting labels such as the “1% Argument” on ideas is an attempt by the more skeptical of society to try to reduce the logic of the argument as a just a thing that believers and researchers say to try to help validate their theories and interest in such topics. I’m not accusing Mr. Smith of such shadiness. Like Dr. Disotell who, funnily enough, was the first guest on ‘Monster Talk”, I think Blake Smith seems like a pretty cool, knowledgeable guy. But unlike Dr. Disotell, Mr. Smith, as far as I know, does not have the scientific training of the former but still adheres to basic scientific tools and principals, which, as I’ve said before, I feel is a necessity for anyone who deems themselves a logical person. So using those scientific tools, or more precisely, the one in question, what would Occam’s razor have to suggest about the 1% Argument?

Is it more likely that the 1% of experiences that are still unexplained are merely so because there is simply not enough collaborating evidence to swing one way or another? Or is the most simplest of competing theories that there is indeed still unknown elements in our universe that we have yet to understand? Tell me and the other readers what you think! I love to hear theories and ideas. As for me; well again, this might just be my bias rearing its ugly head, but I’m more inclined to, logically, look at the latter.

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to follow me on Twitter where I tweet about the world of the fringe, ya know, when I have time, at @ForteanMindset and if you’re like me from the Pacific Northwest or more precisely, Washington, you can follow my twitter feed dedicated to the high strangeness associated with the evergreen state at @WeirdWashington.Thanks for reading.

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Daniele Bolelli of The Drunken Taoist Podcast joins Darren and Graham. Author, Teacher, Martial Artist, Podcaster, Taoist – Daniele chats with the guys about podcasting, dreaming, education, culture and among many topics. 

Red Pill Junkie is back in Grimerica for the intro to this episode.

Emy Bitner’s webcomic 

Emy’s kickstarter 

Global Coherence Initiative 


Jose Ivan (Mr. Alvarenga) along for 13 months at sea?!?!? 

The movie, The Sea Inside 

The movie, Whose Life is it Anyway 

Oklahoma, The erection of 10 commandments 

Louis Proud, “The Secret Influence of the Moon 

Ardy Sixkiller Clarke 


Grimerica Theme – Lock & Key

Labrat – Dopamine

Polytonemark – Towers of Dub (Orb Cover)

Chris Killigrew – Timeless As The Waves

High School Sweetheart – Hiatus

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The Hoia Baciu Forest in Romania, is nothing short of BREATHTAKING! Who hasn’t heard of this place except for me, I have read article after article, blog after blog, watched a documentary and this forest has enchanted me with all of it’s local legends and scientific studies that have supported the Romanian peoples legends of the forest. I cannot stop thinking about it. A few months ago I watched a television show that did a documentary on the forest. I found myself in awe and have been having small anxieties about it after seeing the documentary. So much was revealed to me that was hitting home. I had to researched what I could a bit further and all of the stories I’ve read about the forest are consistent from what I was able to find on the web; which was a lot from Dr. Adrian Patrut. ( What excites me is that the information and data collected really seems to support the peoples stories of the enchanting forest. This forest has captured the attention of my very essence, because of the legends and the amazing similarity in the topography, vegetation, paranormal, and spirit activity that the forest is comprised of.


The topography and environment; oak trees more importantly red oak, heavy mists, a river, a lake, natural springs, and the most important a “circular” meadow where no trees will grow. The Paranormal and spiritual local legends of the people such as sickness, disappearances, laughter from women, orbs of light, and disc shaped UFO’s all have similar resemblance to a legend I was told from the time of my birth. Since the time of the documentary I have been excited, scared, eager, restless, and in denial. It just has always seemed impossible and mysterious to me. How could one of my most mysterious legends of my childhood have tangible bearing in this world? How could this possibly be real? This legend… so unreal, it’s real? I have wondered about the forest of this legend all of my life and to have possibly seen it on TV and to know that it might be a real place I could go to, to see it, hear it, touch it, and smell it has kept me up pacing the floor many a night. Even now I am wondering could this be the great black forest of the moon?

I first started this blog off by talking a little bit about me and my grandfather and grandmother my influences why I am feeling such a connection to some place I’ve never been at least not in this experience. But that has nothing to do with the connection to the legend and the connection to a tangible place in this world. I once thought the Schwarzwald in Deutschland was the place of the legend and I thought I was going to find my destiny there, but when I visited, there was nothing there that connected to the legend. The forest is beautiful and has it’s own mysterious essence for sure and other possible connections with legends I am aware of, but not the one of greatest mystery to me. The legend or legends are very lengthy and my family tells this legend in four different parts.

1-The Black Forest of the Moon Battle, 2-Sky’s Flight Song, 3-Sky and Ziibiininii, 4-Ziibiinininii Flight to the Moon


Seems the world has known about this mysterious forest except me and my family. My grandfather was a soldier in the Korean war and I now wonder if he knew of this place he traveled so much when he was in the army. He kept many things quiet as to not bring unwanted attention to the community and I feel he would’ve never told because he knew that I might leave and go there and…. maybe never come back. For a long time I started to wonder if this legend was a just fairy tale bedtime story, because I never found an earthly connection to the legend with the exception of a few things and maybe I just wasn’t looking hard enough.

So this is the legend translated and passed down through my family orally from elder to youth and as the chi-ayaa’aa (great ancient ones) would start them “this is the legend as it was told to me many years ago when I was a young boy or girl.”



The black forest battle of the Moon….

Many ages ago some of the Star people sick and dying came upon the moon in their travels looking for a new home. Skywoman greeted them and offered to help them. Sky took them to the black forest of the Moon and greeted the Deer people with gifts giving thanks for entering their home and using the plants. The Deer people showed the Star people how to gather the plants they needed and with the medicine they made, many of the Star people were healed. Sky offered the Star people a home and place to stay. Many of the Star people were ancient travelers and the young were too young to travel on their own so they stayed. Other Star people heard of the great healing and came to the Moon. Sky again helped, but there were some that were greedy and began to fight with those that lived on the Moon. The forest was her home and the Deer people were a peaceful people. Sky created many of the trees and plants out of her loneliness for companionship and the mist that covered the forest every morning were the drops of her ancient tears from the sea. For many years the Star people fought over the forest and many of the Deer people and Moon people as they were now called died. So Sky in an effort to save these peaceful people walked a path around the forest and sang the song of flight and as she sang Nagweaab (rainbow) could be seen in the mist. When Sky had finished her path the forest was gone and only a deep hole remainded. But this did not stop the fighting, this only angered the greedy Star people and they fought more fiercely. Many of the Moon people were dying, because they did not have the means and will to fight back any more. They defended the Deer people and their home and now they were gone. It was then that Sky gave her last light to help the Moon people and showered the sky with a blinding white light and gone forever she was. For many years after the battle, the Moon people grew strong and then one day a child was born who was more Spirit than Moon and because Sky was spoken of in their stories of the great black forest they knew her very well. Sky had returned.

Sky’s flight song….

So it was Sky who brought the song of flight to the Moon people and showed them how to travel to the many different worlds (degrees, dimensions). Sky never forgot about the forest, she longed to be among the trees again, but she did not remember where it was. So for many years she sat on the moon and looked through bagonegiizhig (the hole in the sky). Then one day she saw some trees dancing to the sound of her songs and Sky ran to her sisters and asked them to come with her to the world of Akii. So they gathered in the waawiiye’wigamig (roundhouse – literal translation that roundhouse that sings, my grandfather would sing “waa we yea, waa we yea” ) and sang the song of flight. The roundhouse shook, rattled, and hummed as Nagweaab danced around the house and the sisters sang the song of flight louder and soon their house lifted up and went down Nagweaabs spine through the hole in the sky. When the roundhouse touched the Earth Sky’s eldest sister the wisest of the girls opened the door and slowly she walked out looking around for signs of danger. When all was well she waved at her sisters to come out. One by one they came out and marveled at the dark forest. The roundhouse and the light of Nagweaab had destroyed some of the trees where the roundhouse sat and Sky could feel their passing as soon as she stepped out of the roundhouse. Sky knew she had found the black forest and because of the trees that died she promised the other trees that nothing would ever grow in the circle again so that no one would ever need to die so needlessly when she visited. Sky and her sisters visited the forest without fear and no one, but the Deer people, the birds and other animals ever approached them. However one day Mitigomizh (Oak) a young man who lived deep in the woods with his mother and grandmother was out hunting one day and had gone further than he had ever gone. The day was hot and the trees were not a comfort from the heat so when he came upon a river he stopped to cool himself. Sky had been out walking among the trees through the bent and twisted arms; spirit walking so she didn’t harm them. The trees moved with her walk and she never had to touch the ground. Then suddenly they lifted her high up when she got close to the river. Sky heard something in the river below. She looked down and saw a man standing in the water splashing it over his head. She sat down on the arm of the tree and watched him as he drank from the river, caught some fish and finally fall asleep under the trees. Sky was amazed that this Ziibiininii (river man) was able to see and catch the rainbow fish with just his hands. Curious and uncertain why she was unafraid, Sky went down to him as he slept and admired his courage to be alone in the black forest. She watched over him until he woke and back up into the trees she went. When Mitigomizh woke he looked into the sky and saw it was dark and gathered his things and hurried home. When Sky returned to her sisters she said nothing of the man she saw on her walk in the forest. Sky and her sisters continued to return to the black forest, but for many months Sky did not see Ziibiininii again.


Hole In The Sky


Sky and Ziibiininii…

One day Mitigomizh grandmother became sick and his mother sent him out to pick some plants to help her, but they did not help and his grandmother got worse. Mitigomizh mother told him that there was a place far beyond the river where the Deer people lived, they could help. So Mitigomizh went to find the Deer people. After four nights  Mitigomizh came upon a meadow in the forest. He noticed foot prints like his own as well as deer tracks. Further in the meadow he saw the grass had been beat down in a round shape and many other foot prints of different sizes like his own. Mitigomizh decided he would stay for the night, believing the Deer people lived there.The next morning Mitigomizh was awakened by a rumbling and humming like the wings of nookaashii (hummingbird) but much louder in the sky and when he looked up he saw a shiny roundhouse with many different bright colors on top and the sides spinning round and round. Mitigomizh grabbed his things and ran to the forest and watched the roundhouse fall to the meadow. For a moment he back further into the forest, but then he saw a door open and a beautiful young girl walked out and then another and another 12 of them each more lovely than the last and it was the last that had his inside soaring. When Sky stepped out onto the meadow she knew Ziibiininii was near. Sky closed the door behind her and ran to her sisters to hide. Mitigomizh hid all day and watched the girls dance and sing songs until the sun began to fall. It was then that the girls returned to the shiny roundhouse and Mitigomizh watched as the roundhouse lit up with many different colors again and disappear through the hole in the sky. Again he spent the night in the meadow thinking these girls must be of the Deer people, but the next morning the roundhouse did not return so he gathered his things and went in search of the Deer people again. Mitigomizh crossed the meadow and when he reached the trees on the other side he was stopped abruptly at the edge by the sight of the largest deer he had ever seen. He blinked his eyes and when he looked again he saw the deer change in a flash of bright yellow lights. The deer changed and it looked much like him and the girls from the roundhouse. Mitigomizh was frightened and like a tree did not move as the man walked up to him. The trees began to shine and glow like the moon as the man walked up to Mitigomizh. When the Deer man got close enough he said, “Hello Mitigomizh I know why you are here. I can show you the plants your grandmother needs” and so the Deer man took him to the forest and showed him how to gather the plants. Mitigomizh still curious about the girls asked the Deer man about the girls. The Deer man told him they are the sisters of the moon and visit often. The Deer man took him back to the meadow and said you must hurry your grandmother is very sick. The Deer man changed back to his true form and offered his back to Mitigomizh and carried him swiftly home. The plants he was given by the Deer man healed his grandmother and when she was well enough he told her and his mother of the Deer man and the girls from the roundhouse that came from the sky. His grandmother and mother both looked at each other and recalled ancient stories of the Moon people and the black forest that the Deer people had told the Anishinaabeg. Days went by, Mitigomizh could not forget the girl from the moon and so he went to the meadow once again. When he reached the meadow he sat and waited and in four days the roundhouse returned. When the girls came out of the roundhouse Mitigomizh ran out into the open and waved at them. The eldest of the girls screamed and gathered her sisters together and fled back to the roundhouse. Sky the shyest of the sisters was happy to him. For many days Mitigomizh returned but the roundhouse did not and he wonder if it ever would. Then the Deer man approached him and asked him why he was so sad. Mitigomizh told the Deer man what happened and asked how he could get close enough to the girls to speak to them. The Deer man laughed, but took pity upon Mitigomizh, because he knew of his family and the tragedies they had overcome, the loss of his great warrior father and their people. So he showed Mitigomizh the song to change his form. The great black forest whispered and hummed the trees danced and glowed as he change his form to a tree. Many days passed and still the roundhouse did not return. Mitigomizh was about to give up, but then that morning he heard the rumbling and hum in the sky, quickly in the spot he stood not too far in the meadow, but beyond the edge of the trees so he stood alone he changed himself into a large oak tree to give shade to the girls while they rested. This would allow him to be close and listen to their songs, watch their dances, and maybe talk with them. When the roundhouse touched the ground and the door opened, the eldest sister again came out and looked around before the sisters joined her. They danced and sang all morning following the worn paths they had made during their visits and at midday one of the sisters said, “look let us sit under this tree and rest.” Sky already knew this was not one of her trees, but did not say a word as they gathered beneath its shade. The eldest sister then looked around and said to her sisters, “I do not remember this tree.” Sky shy as she was wanted to touch the tree, but dared not. She walked up to the tree and looked at it up and down wondering how Ziibiininii was able to do this, he was not from the Deer people. This made her smile and Mitigomizh seeing Sky so close and her smile made him lose his form and he began to change back to his true form. This frightened the girls and again they ran back to the roundhouse. Mitigomizh called to the Deer man again asking for his help. The Deer man laughed at him and asked him why he didn’t choose something they wouldn’t be afraid of, something they could hold. This gave Mitigomizh courage and he waited for many days again before the roundhouse returned. This time he changed into a spotted deer and waited for them to forget their fear before he walked out into the meadow. The girls were not afraid and walked up to him and ran their hands over his soft fur and sang songs to him all morning. Mitigomizh disguise was so complete that even Sky was unaware that it was him. So forgetting her shyness and because of her love for the Deer people she let the little deer crawl up on her lap and sang to it the lonely songs of the black forest. This touched Mitigomizh so deeply he could not bare to never see her or be without her again. So he quickly changed into his true form causing the girls to scream and run, but so did he and he picked up Sky and ran as fast as he could to the forest holding her in his arms and not looking back. Sky’s sisters cried and screamed at the man to bring her back, but he did not return. They waited until night fell and believing Sky was lost forever they returned to the Moon. Mitigomizh ran until he could breath no more and stopped to catch his breath and looked down at the most beautiful creature he had ever seen in his arms and to his surprise she was sleeping. When Mitigomizh returned home with her and told his mother and grandmother of what happened they told him of the Moon people and knew that this beautiful girl was one of them. They quickly made a soft bed for her and watched over her until she woke. When Sky woke she realized she was not back on the moon, but that she was still in the black forest. Then she saw the chi ayaa’aa  enter the waakaa’igan (house). Mitigomizh grandmother walked up to Sky and offered her some water. Then Mitigomizh and his mother walked into the house. Sky sat up the moment she saw Ziibiininii and felt herself take flight. This frightened the women and Sky realized she had lost control of her spirit. Mitigomizh came and kneeled by her and asked if she was feeling better. Sky smiled and said, “Aayaa Ninde Ziibiininii (oh yes, my heart, river man).”


Roundhouse interpretation

Ziibiininii flight to the moon…

So it was that Mitigomizh was called Ziibiininii and his family gave Sky the name Giizhigookwe (Skywoman) because she came from the sky, it is not known if Sky ever told them who she really was, but after many years of living with Ziibiininii and giving him a son Sky began to wonder of her family on the Moon. Many times they went to the meadow, but her sisters never returned. Sky and Ziibiininii then talked of the roundhouse and they talked of the forest and the battle. She told him of the Moon people and her family. She told him of the Deer people and their struggles to survive and live in peace; how they have moved from place to place always being hunted by those who would use them for evil purposes. Ziibiininii could still see the loneliness for her family in her eyes so one day he built her a roundhouse in the meadow out of the trees that were willing to help, the maple, the birch, the oak, the cedar and the Deer people offered their fur to bring happiness to Sky again. Ziibiininii painted it the colors of which he remembered seeing and this made Sky smile again and for a time she was happy, but the many visits to the meadow and the roundhouse only reminded her of family. She only wanted to tell them how happy she was and so that they could meet their grandson and show them how strong and courageous he was, much like his father and grandfather. Chi-eyaabe (great horned buck) Sky named him and taught him the songs of the black forest and the will of the river. Then one day while her and chi-eyaabe were sitting in the roundhouse Sky showed him the song of flight and not ever thinking the roundhouse would fly it did and up to the hole in the sky they went back to the Moon. When Sky and chi-eyaabe did not return from the meadow Ziibiininii went to the meadow and saw the roundhouse was gone and he knew Sky had returned to the Moon. Every day Ziibiininii went to the meadow, but Sky and chi-eyaabe did not return. On the Moon Sky and chi-eyaabe feasted and celebrated their return and chi-eyaabe was happy to finally meet his grandfather and grandmother. Many months past and neither Sky nor chi-eyaabe thought of Ziibiininii, but while playing with his new friends chi-eyaabe came across the roundhouse he had come in and he was reminded of his father. Chi-eyaabe ran to his mother and asked her when they would be leaving to go see his father. Sky got up from her place next to her family and took her son by the hand and went to the roundhouse. Sky could not hide her tears as they sang the flight song back to the world of Akii. Swiftly she ran to their home but when they reached their home Ziibiininii was nowhere to be found, their home was not livable the top was open and snow filled the inside and no fire had been lit for months. Sky then called to the trees looking for the Deer people and they whispered to her where their home was. Sky again grabbed her son’s hand and swiftly ran to the Deer people’s hidden home near the meadow and as she ran her tears fell and where her tears touched Akii little springs of water appeared and flow to this day. When Sky and her son reached the home of the Deer people the people took her to where she desired to go the most. There she found Ziibiininii much, much older and dying laying in a bed sleeping, she kneeled be side him with tears in her eyes. Ziibiininii woke feeling the presence of something familiar and seeing Sky unchanged and more beautiful than the first day he had seen her, sat up and touched her face and smiled. Sky overwhelmed with grief and sorrow for the years they lost leaned in and gave Ziibiininii a kiss and in a flash of the brightest red light Ziibiininii and Sky were gone. chi-eyaabe quickly ran to the meadow, but the roundhouse was gone. So it is believed Ziibiininii and Sky returned to the Moon to live out the rest of their days together. To this day the meadow will not bare trees, the springs still flow, the river still runs, and the ancient trees still whisper of ancient songs and bend and disguise the visits of the Moon people. My grandfather would say only those who posses the essence of the Deer people and Sky will know they are in the great black forest of the Moon.

Travel Creeps Hoia Baciu Pic

Now you tell me does that not bare close resemblance to the Hoia Baciu forest. I am in such denial though. How could this forest of legends be on another continent? It is this part that has me perplexed. But the facts are there, the recent legends hold true, there is evidence that supports it, light orbs of different colors, yellow, red, and white. Heavy mists that seem to come from nowhere, spirits among the trees, disc shaped objects in the sky, people disappearing forever. Was the old man Hoia Baciu taken back to the Moon? Did the Moon people need sheep? I know that sounds funny, but did they? The little girl disappearing for many years and coming back the same age as she left, but never the same again. Until I actually go there myself I will never truly know.


RoundHouse Pohnema Night and Day Log

(The top image is the resent “modernized” lodge made to the specifications of my grandfather. My family and the community it serves use it during the winter months. The bottom image is the original made out of young tree saplings, oak,cedar, maple and balsam and used in the spring, summer and fall. Try to imagine it covered in Balsam and Cedar; it is a sight to see.)

One of our most sacred of ceremonial lodges is built in the image of the waawiiye’wigamig, our Mide ceremonies are held with in it and hold to the legend, some of the songs that are believe to be of that time are still sung. “Maagwe bimose’ya (while I was out walking something happened…. This is a song my great great great grandfather brought back to the lodge and only our family sings it, because it is considered a “family” song, but it is speaking of Sky and Ziibiininiii out walking and finding each other) How could this be true? If one could see the spirit path walked of me pacing my bedroom floor at night thinking about the trees, the springs, the river, and the meadow, and the Deer people one would think I’m nuts. Then again maybe I am, maybe I’m just a strange girl that has yet to mature into a woman even though by age I should be.

Romania-Vlad the impaler

There are many other legends that have occurred in this forest, the origin of the little boy drum, the legend of the underwater panthers, the origin of the deer clan, who many believe don’t exists. But the legends I grew up hearing tell me they do in some of us. There are many connections to the Deer clan I have personally come across in my life but one I have often wondered about is Vlad Tepes. I have always been fond of him, strange yes he makes me smile when I think of him. I always thought he might be of the Deer clan spirit, because of his legend and dreams I’ve had of him, yes I have dreamed of Vlad Tepes. I’m not talking of the slandering stories told by the merchants who opposed his ideas of how to guide his people, but the ones of his shapeshifting into different forms, wolf, deer, mist, human. Could he be a descendant of the Deer clan. The Deer people were peaceful, but when moved to battle were some of the fiercest warriors and unpredictable, because they could change their form. They carried spears made from the shedding of their horns and yes impaled their enemies. Their eyes are said to light with the darkest of reds, blood red as my grandfather would say. They did not like liars, cheats or any evil spirited people and did what they could to maintain purity of the spirit. Vlad Tepes was this and much more to the Romanian people and to me. I was fortunate enough to have had a friend in college who was from Romania and he told me local legends of Vlad Tepes, but never once mentioned the forest, which I found odd after seeing the documentary. He was more of a “city” boy I guess when I think about it. But yes Vlad Tepes maybe of Deer clan spirit. The Deer people were hunted and tortured for their “secrets” and over time their numbers grew so low they had relations with the Anishinaabeg and towards the end of their time they were the most feared so much so they were called maajii’maanidoog “devils”, but that is another legend that deserves it’s own telling.

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