Tag Archives: Osage

Forget science: return the bones

Posted on August 10, 2015 by Cynthia (Istá Thó Thó) Coleman Emery

Science, Blood & Bones One of my many Lakota uncles, John, casually referred to himself as mixed-blood. John grew up around Pine Ridge and Mission, South Dakota, and went to school with the Deloria clan. “I gave Vine a bloody … Continue reading →

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A stick of gum for Mother’s Day

Posted on May 10, 2015 by Cynthia (Istá Thó Thó) Coleman Emery

My earliest memories of travel meant loading up at daybreak in the back of the family station wagon with three of my sisters and armloads of pillows stuffed in between. While our parents planted themselves in the front we bundled … Continue reading →

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Uncle Silverback

Posted on January 24, 2015 by Cynthia (Istá Thó Thó) Coleman Emery

Uncles are important in my family. My mother had two brothers and my father had four, and uncles would hang out at our house, bringing doughnuts and helping with weekend chores. In the Osage language the word for father is … Continue reading →

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When dinners were frozen

Posted on December 7, 2014 by Cynthia (Istá Thó Thó) Coleman Emery

When did we get caught in the foodie era? Maybe it’s the Portlandia culture but somewhere along the cooking path, I took a turn to foodiedom. My friends and family adore Bittman and Pollan, Kasper and Katzen. Weekends are highlighted … Continue reading →

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Pie Five Days

Posted on December 1, 2014 by Cynthia (Istá Thó Thó) Coleman Emery

We started a new tradition in November. I call it Pie Five Days. My symbol for Pie Five Days is an open hand: the symbol Osages use to adorn clothing and blankets, and the same symbol school children use to … Continue reading →

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Is Nothing Sacred?

Posted on November 15, 2014 by Cynthia (Istá Thó Thó) Coleman Emery

Spend an evening with the 1491s and you will think nothing is sacred. The troupe of American Indian actors, artists, improvisers and clowns poke fun at tradition while simultaneously stripping away stereotypes aimed at indigenous peoples, including the stereotypes held … Continue reading →

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The Inner Voice of Optimism

Posted on November 13, 2014 by Cynthia (Istá Thó Thó) Coleman Emery

What was life like for our ancestors 100 years ago? That’s about three generations—from my grandmother to me. In many ways Ecko’s life was simpler with no cell phones and freeways. But it was also tough, thanks to tuberculosis and … Continue reading →

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Embracing the Crow

Posted on November 11, 2014 by Cynthia (Istá Thó Thó) Coleman Emery

In summer and fall mornings a flock of crows—a murder of crows—flies over our roof, headed north toward the Columbia River. We reckon they’re flying toward food. They shout at one another and sometimes a sentinel squats in a high … Continue reading →

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Okla-homeward bound

Posted on May 23, 2014 by Cynthia (Istá Thó Thó) Coleman Emery

June marks the season when families return to Oklahoma and South Dakota. I’m packing a suitcase in my mind, getting mentally ready for the journey. Soon we will join our relatives in Grayhorse for the Osage dances: a time when … Continue reading →

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Being Brave

Posted on May 9, 2014 by Cynthia (Istá Thó Thó) Coleman Emery

I wish I was as brave as my mother. She was the bravest person I know. We were in awe of her job as a deputy sheriff for the County of Los Angeles, and, as her photo attests, she cut … Continue reading →

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