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Warrior Spirit Canoe Journey Information for this article was provided by Waawaashkeshii Nini (Luke Rouillard) and written by Philip Martin. Quotations and photos are from Waawaashkeshii Nini’s emails and facebook pages. On June 10, Waawaashkeshii Nini, Gegek-Waatig (hawk staff) and Jiimaan (canoe) will begin paddling on a Ceremonial Canoe Journey along the Grand River, fromContinue reading “Ogichidaa Manidoo Jiimaan Babaamaadiziwan”

By Philip Martin At the recent dawning of the New Year I wondered: In the midst of this pandemic, in the cold of light-deprived January, what would happen if I went to the river every day? I love taking pictures and I thought this photography could help me note small and large changes in theContinue reading “Grand River Haiku: January Reflections Along The River”

By Mary Anne Caibaiosai Boozhoo Nindawemaganidoog! Nodin Ikwe Ndizhnikaaz. Mukwa ndodem. Wiikwemkoong Manido Minising ndoonjibaa. E-kinomaagaziid ndaaw. My English name is Mary Anne Caibaiosai and I am the lead for the All Nations Grand River Water Walk. I began this journey after I walked with the late Josephine Mandamin; our first Anishnaabe water walker whoContinue reading “Nga’ zichigee, nibi onjii: We do it for the water”

By John De Boer After I took several pictures of this Great Egret fishing in the Grand River, I noticed he had aquatic weeds wrapped around his neck. Then, with a few flaps of his majestic wings he landed on this shoal, where he tried to pull the weeds off with his beak.  To seeContinue reading “White Egret”

By Shirley Lynn Martin I have the honour of helping organize and also participate in the All Nations Grand River Water Walk from its inception to our upcoming walk in September 2020.  A great many gifts have come to me in being of service to the water, specifically to the Grand River—gifts that have becomeContinue reading “Lessons From The Water Walk”

By John de Boer My passion for rivers began in my childhood days when my family lived on a farm in Embro. A creek flowed through the property where I spent many carefree days exploring and observing wildlife. It was there that I discovered a huge, grey bird, with long legs, struggling to fly awayContinue reading “A River of Junk?”

By Philip Martin For much of my life the Grand River has been a wandering stranger.  I knew the river existed, and would occasionally nod to its beauty while riding my bike along its shores or dipping my body in the coolness of the Kauffman flats.  But I did not know the river as aContinue reading “A River Runs Through Me: From Wandering Stranger To Sacred Presence”