tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8282220643378207772023-11-16T04:39:52.764-06:00Niiganab *Personal JournalMildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comBlogger202125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-7035237452439714622023-07-25T04:04:00.001-05:002023-07-25T04:04:21.423-05:00Healing from the Inside Out: A New Age for Collaboration, Community, and...Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-3535926137546585732023-02-20T17:37:00.001-06:002023-02-20T17:37:55.969-06:00The Indian Child Welfare ActMildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-15143981312533580802022-09-07T12:00:00.002-05:002022-09-07T14:26:45.336-05:00Then and now15 Jul 202129 Sep 2020This year in July 2022 my hair is past my shoulders. Long enough to braid a tiny braid at any rate. I had a growth showing on my MRI 17 Dec 2019, had an Ultra sound on 30 December 2019 and diagnosed with Cancer 02 Jan 2020. I spent the entire Pandemic doing cancer treatment. I am grateful for all the medical personnel who walked with me on this part of my journeyMildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-40895049317627679412022-01-30T20:07:00.000-06:002022-01-30T20:07:35.421-06:00Speech at TEC Meeting What follows is the text copy of my speech I gave at the TEC Meeting on 28 January 2022.+++ To: Minnesota Chippewa Tribe MembersFrom: Mildred R. Holmes, Bois Forte DelegateRe: Delegate - Responsibilities It is the responsibility of each Delegate to ensure their understanding of what is involved in the process for current Minnesota Chippewa Tribe Constitutional Convention. The Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-73377532616217910812022-01-02T09:50:00.000-06:002022-01-02T09:50:42.874-06:00Endings or Beginnings My Mother died in 2015. On 23 July to be precise. She was born 02 January 1936. I woke up this morning feeling excited. Wasn’t sure why. Then I opened my eyes. I was in the room she’d occupied for 20 years and my excitement faded. I pondered this for a few minutes. Thought perhaps she’d visited me in my dream. Nope. I set it aside for a bit andMildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-36496334760758241082020-12-20T05:43:00.000-06:002020-12-20T05:43:10.874-06:00Laura's Lessons: What I've Learned I've been watching Laura's videos for a couple years now. Her vids were being posted in Ireland and I don't really remember now how I came across her. Her way of talking reminded me so much of my father's manner of speaking. I watched quite a few of her videos before I ever checked out her website. Then I used some of her real simple worksheets and then in 2018, Christmas Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-37254091186186331962020-11-29T08:13:00.001-06:002020-11-29T08:13:52.827-06:00Another Day in the Rez Life... Well, yesterday I spent the day on the phone talking to the Tech people. Something had happened to my computer's battery and it wouldn't shut down and it overheated. Even after hitting the power button, the reset button, or one of the many thousands of buttons that sit upon the keyboard. T'any rate, the fan wouldn't shut down either...Naturally, I hit the panic button Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-47702588336274917272019-05-25T15:55:00.002-05:002019-05-25T15:55:22.852-05:00Finally! Another post from Yours Truly. Ahh, if you haven't been following me over to my Writerly Journal, you might not be aware that I've been happily (though not 100% of the time) planning out my business. Yepper, took the plunge into the formal business world's idea of success, ya know the one where one has to have a business plan to start with?
Well, have been doing one and it's now at the point that trips me up because of Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-7291319161911411442019-01-29T19:26:00.000-06:002019-01-29T19:26:45.167-06:00A Yearly Challenge“The weather outside is frightful.” It’s many degrees below zero with an even colder wind chill. The sun is shining, with clouds beginning their dance down from the north. The snow dances ever so often in the wind. My mother used to say what they were and I don’t remember. Perhaps a part of me does. I wish, nah, not wish, cause I hear that voice in my head telling meMildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-28990827834294513912016-09-05T06:08:00.000-05:002016-09-05T06:08:01.101-05:00Prayers and Good thoughts.I've been sitting here this morning since the Thunder Spirits woke me. I checked out different posts over on my second favorite haunt, Facebook. I said my prayers and sent good thoughts to all those standing for the water over in North Dakota.
I think of the struggle we're going to have when we can finally go out on the lake to get our annual eating rice, Maanomin, cause the waters Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-78566647965341257842016-08-29T15:47:00.000-05:002016-08-29T15:47:17.580-05:00Another day in my lifeWell, guys, it suddenly behooved me to post on here since I haven't posted in such a long time. Course if ya'll follow my writerly blog, you have some idea of the major change in my life over the past year. And the latest happening surely can't be blamed on the g-r-e-m-l-i-n-s. Or...can it?
Quite possibly, since I h-a-v-e been messing around with machines this very day.
As some ofMildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-85696290449562851832016-07-27T08:35:00.000-05:002016-07-27T08:35:33.911-05:00Old timesI was over to my favorite haunt this a.m. and came across a couple posts that had me laughing and now I'm thinking bout memories. Course, my favorite haunt used to be second favorite haunt and now that most things have been more or less fixed, specially since I quit messing bout with coding and such, I spend quite a bit of time over there.
At any rate, the first post was something bout "Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-42854493383775143422016-05-19T06:26:00.000-05:002016-05-19T06:26:37.987-05:00A to Z Challenge Reflections
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Reflections on the 2016 A to Z Challenge. One major-time! I do not have time to read everything I wanted to during the month. I will be availing myself of the list during the rest of the year. I did have fun reading many of the posts. I think, not, I know the main reason I didn't have timeMildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-26818166915042635122016-04-30T00:00:00.000-05:002016-04-30T00:00:28.993-05:00ZestZest. Ahh, what a word for this last day of the A to Z Challenge. Zest. You know what? I was in my thirties before I found out what zest as pertains to cooking was. Yepper, typical rez indian. Don’t
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really know enough about the world from either viewpoint. There’s so much tugging at one’s brain when growing up. Is that fair?  Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-50704139104282934962016-04-29T00:00:00.000-05:002016-04-29T00:00:17.664-05:00Yeast type bread
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Yeast. Well, for those of you who’ve followed me or read a few of my other posts here and elsewhere already know about me cooking with yeast. Well, I’ll not bore you with repetition. Instead, I’ll regale you with stories of my sister’s efforts at mastering the art of making breads with yeast. I’ve watched her over the years and she’d become quite the master.
Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-17726216701466042152016-04-28T05:49:00.000-05:002016-04-28T05:49:00.136-05:00The Letter X
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X. The letter X is a mighty difficult letter to find a word that starts with it. Don’t think we even have that letter x or it’s sound in Anishinabe. And no, I’m not going to take the time to research it. And really when one thinks about it, most of the words that do start with that letter sound like other letter sounds, like xylophone or…or…hiac. Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-89218319556600992092016-04-27T00:00:00.000-05:002016-04-27T00:00:11.721-05:00WatermelonWatermelon. Yes, I don’t care for watermelon. Not sure why. Everyone else likes it. Least enough to eat it when it’s served. I pass 99.8% of the time. Once every third blue moon, I’ll eat it. When my sons and I lived by ourselves, they didn’t get much in the way of such things as watermelon. Might be that’s why we ended up living with Mom. Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-47292739150417741912016-04-26T05:00:00.000-05:002016-04-26T05:00:12.939-05:00VenisonWoke up to pounding on the door. Heard Mom and Auntie talking. Then something being dragged down the stairs. Someone was hollering for a knife. Flew out of bed to check over the railing. There were about four or five people at the bottom bent over something on the floor. Huge flood of relief when I was finally able to see that it was only a deer.
“Hurry up andMildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-21360464586096959372016-04-25T05:00:00.000-05:002016-04-25T05:00:20.608-05:00Unleavened Bread#
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Unleavened bread. Yep, I searched high and low for a food that began with today’s letter. I searched my memory for how we used to make bread in the old, old days. Don’t have an idea. I do remember Auntie Vera making a flatbread of some sort. Ahh, now I remember. Mom tried to show me how to make it. However, at the time, I was struggling Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-14390717797166666502016-04-23T00:00:00.000-05:002016-04-23T00:00:12.860-05:00Tuna
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Tuna. Tuna, canned, is another staple which I don’t much care for. I think that fish is bout the only thing I’ll eat. Ahh, one day we were sitting around eating walleye. Not sure why I eat the fish the way I do. May have gotten that from my dad. I first pick off all the breading the fish is cooked in, then proceed to cut it apart and takeMildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-70174850217371169042016-04-22T00:00:00.000-05:002016-04-22T00:00:20.978-05:00Squash
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Squash. Now, this is something I hadn’t really thought about. Can’t remember eating it in any great quantity til sister moved back home and cooked it for us. The whole family showed up when she was done. And we ate it with gusto. Mighty tasty, that squash was. We ask her to cook it again and she’d just given me the recipe.
Me. The one Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-49065632859047294892016-04-21T00:00:00.000-05:002016-04-21T00:00:16.914-05:00R is for Rice.
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Rice is the word of the day. This happens to be another staple in an Indian household. Or Native, as it’s becoming politically popular to say. White rice cooked mostly with tomatoes of some sort. In soups. Guess most of our food is cooked as soups. Thinking that’s maybe cause it’s the only meal that can be cooked in the least amount of time, Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-3783937071677432542016-04-20T00:00:00.000-05:002016-04-20T00:00:01.241-05:00Quick Oats
Quick cooking oats. I could only think of quick when I checked out foods that start with “Q” and yes, I know, quinoa. Well, I just barely heard about quinoa and it’s not a part of my life. I also wanted to post about oatmeal as it been a big part of my life. Light bulb! Quick cooking oats. Yes.
If I had to estimate how many times I’ve eaten oatmeal, Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-6574508929896105642016-04-19T00:00:00.000-05:002016-04-19T00:00:13.282-05:00P-P-Potatoes
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Potatoes. Now, I have a love/hate relationship with potatoes. Oh, not for the reason that’s probably lurking in your thoughts bout now. Nah, it’s cause I have to cook them. There’s this skillet dish I cook that’s made of potatoes, eggs, onion, green peppers, upon occasion some kind of meat. I usually make this dish on Saturday or Sunday mornings.
Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-828222064337820777.post-77937604305785049272016-04-18T05:00:00.000-05:002016-04-18T05:00:04.759-05:00O, O, Onions
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Onions. The staple of spices in our house. Onions are put into everything I make. I never thought about them as I grew up one way or the other. Onions in our food was just another fact of life. I didn’t mind them in the food. It was the getting them in the food that was not my “cup of tea.” I didn’t even know that there were different Mildred R Holmeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12859939075587298735noreply@blogger.com