She moved through life using her humanity in the way that a great poet wields words. With imagination, challenge, welcome, adventure, modesty, history, determination, fun, optimism, curiosity, kindness, guts…. At home on the Anishinabe nation at Onigum, welcomed in Geneva’s United Nations precincts. Parching lesson. Hand-harvested manoomin (wild rice) tossed on a giant steel pan over a wood fire, hooked to a shaking gizmo powered by a long belt running off the rear wheel of a jacked-up pickup. An announcement with excitement in her eyes and voice. “We’re going to get the Nobel Prize for Rigoberta Menchu!” Two years later - it was true. Family tree trading. We each trace our families back to the St. Lawrence River - four hundred years. Seer. The day Mount St. Helens exploded followed her dreaming with all the Seven Sisters. Soldier. At Wounded Knee, back-packed medical supplies past U.S. Army lines for the traditionals, for...