A few years back when Red Elk’s health took a turn for the worst, I asked him to put Meachelle on the bank account that received his book sales.  He did that.

If you buy a book directly from these websites, Meachelle will receive the most amount of royalty from the sale. She will not if you purchase on Amazon. You can click on the names of the books or on the book cover pictures in this blog to get to the store.

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One of my greatest adventures with Red Elk was in 2003, when he took me on an amazing journey to meet his friend Fawn Journey Hawk. I can’t go into the details of what we were doing, but I assure you, it was a learning experience for me, a time in my life I will never forget, and when I realized….Red Elk was the real deal.

I/We have been reaching out to make sure that notice of Red Elk’s passing has been shared. Thanks to Coast to Coast AM, their announcement made it on their website, facebook and radio show reaching  millions of people.

Sometimes it takes awhile to reach a medicine woman who isn’t using modern communication devices, but alas she has been in contact with me now and wrote this. I asked her permission to read it at the memorial service for Red Elk on September 26, 2015. I am publishing now because I believe some people need to hear this. It’s for your heart. Just one of the many messages I’m receiving and will share soon.

Also, regarding Fawn. She is moving her medicine camp and if someone could message me if they have a place that would be suitable for her camp, she will open her tipi for teachings and healings.


Red Elk Gone

A void on the Medicine Path

Yet still a vivid memory and dreams of times past.


He danced with the Wounded Medicine Stones

And dared to defy Grandmother Owl

Red Elk laughed at the darkness

And trespassed in the Underworld


The path he followed was his own

And like the Wolf, mated for life.

He carried the inner-conflict of a “breed”

And used it to build a bridge.


But most of all he was human


“I brought you five pounds of the

Best fudge in the world,” he said

As he handed me the box,

I looked inside-

One piece left,

“but I ate some on the way home.”


“Red Elk, I’ll cook dinner tonight,

What would you like?”

“Baked apples”

Well, I asked so we had baked apples.

That old Indian loved sugar.


Now he’s but a whisper in this dimension.

A whisper that remains as a memory and continues

To walk beside his woman

And look after his loved ones.

A whisper that says, “I’m still here.” “

Red Elk’s Memorial Invitation

There will be a service for Red Elk in Ellensburg WA Saturday September 26, 2015. We are planning to have the service at Kiwanis Park in Ellensburg from noon to four, but continual sharing is welcome. Adam and a few other people will be camping out at Red Elk’s house for a few days. Adam will be getting to Red Elks place on Friday.  Everyone is welcome to camp-out at his place for a few days. Bring a dish to share, we are doing a potluck.

DK Remembers Red Elk

I saw DK post this to Red Elk’s daughter on Facebook, and he allowed me to share his fondest memory with you all.

I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for my friend RED ELK.

My fondest memory of RED ELK is when he taught me how to talk to trees!

Another time we were in Santa Fe, NM, and we were walking on the street and their was these flowers hanging over the sidewalk,and this young couple came up to them first but ignored it!

The women walks around it when the man walks over it. Then me and RED ELK past it, but then RED ELK said to me, “Wait a minute!”

He went back over to them flowers and picked one of them up and put it to his ear and listened, then he spoke to it, then he came back to me and told me, “Those flowers are sad!”

I said, “How come?”

Then he said the flowers told him they make themselves bright and beautiful for the people to see, but they just ignore them and walk past them not saying anything.

So the flowers put themselves over the sidewalk so they would be seen and still people just walk around them or over them.

Then RED ELK said, “I told them how beautiful and bright they are, and that they have a beautiful smell.”

Then RED ELK added, “Now we’ll come back to them in a half hour and they will be standing up tall and bright and beautiful again!”

We went back and sure enough! They were standing tall and bright and beautiful again!


Community Welcome Service for Red Elk

There will be a service for Red Elk  in September.  The family had a private one and now they would like to have a public service.  The weekend of September 19 there will be a service for Red Elk in Ellensburg.   I will have more details soon.

Sky’s first dilemma answered

Sky came tonight with a question.

He told me how he had found Grandfather’s Medicine Bag that he wears around his neck. He asked if it should be put with his ashes, or burned with his ashes? He said that Canada John said to ask a mutual friend Tim in the community. I wasn’t sure and when we spoke with Adam he said to gift it. While I was doing dishes I had a strong feeling that if Sky was to carry on Red Elk’s work, then he was to keep it for himself to learn to use. Then I wrote to Tim and gave him the 3 choices. He said that Sky should keep it…hiya hiya. I told him that I felt that deep inside too. He said Tapweh. Now I realized, I don’t know what Native American language that is or what it means, and I can’t google it either! He said it is a Cree expression for truth.

I think we are all going to learn a lot on this journey.

Since Red Elk‘s passing I have received 3 messages (just like Red Elk to do it 3 times for me to check…check…check) that his work must continue. I have had numerous correspondences with many of you, I have had someone travel to see me from eastern Canada, and now arriving to stay with us for a week is his grandson Sky. He said he had something to talk to me about. It didn’t take long for me to find out what it is. Red Elk asked him to continue his work and to be available to others when they email and reach out. So what does that mean? I guess we’ll have it all figured out by the end of his stay how to get that request started. Red Elk does still speak. The messages have been amazing, the group (Adam, WS, Canada John, Sky and others) have to figure out our roles here. We’ll keep you posted. 

Red Elk Crossed over at 7:06


It is June 26, 2015, at 8:10 I received a phone call from Sky….sobbing, Grampa died an hour ago. His cousin Mark is there. I had called Red Elk this afternoon to tell him that everyone was praying for him now, and people were coming to visit, and he said he was sleepy, and that I had woken him up. I could tell he was weak and didn’t sound like himself. I told him of people who were intending to come, and people who wanted to have word of how to help, and how I requested he receive company and prayers for release from pain.  I told him I loved him and would call back later to check on him.

I will keep you updated. I will be helping the family figure out how to handle the expenses and arrangements. I will let you know what is needed as things unfold.

Red Elk served unselfishly mankind, prayed for others and asked for prayers for himself. He would call me to ask me to pray for those he loved. Red Elk just celebrated his 73 birthday on June 18.

I love you Red Elk, God Bless You, and I will be here for you still and your family.




Red Elk Needs Prayers

Red Elk called me tonight, and he can’t hold himself up on his feet when he does need to, and he can’t use his arms, there is no strength. He is falling over. He has been bored, and frustrated, alone most of the time because his wife works, and he is confined to a wheel chair. It is also starting to get very hot out there. I just talked to his wife Meachelle, and she is also very tired, and very hot. Please pray for the family and if you can visit please do so soon.


Thank you,



Friends what you’re going to read may be quite extensive. Please bear with me. Many people today are interested in Bigfoot/Sasquatch. I’ve decided to write this for the public for the benefit of the species and for mankind. We are going to hear more and more about Sasquatch…. I want you all the understand that these beings are not animals. THEY ARE HUMAN BEINGS LIKE WE OURSELVES ARE. They have their own houses to live and stay in, and they have their own areas. They too have a language just like you have yours. Jen-U. That’s what they call themselves just like you or I call ourselves White Americans or what not. I hope to get more language knowledge in time.

I have planned on going to an area in Saskatchewan (Canada) where a small group lives but my health and finances have negated that. I am now planning on going to a closer area where a small group live. Miles away from there, on a mountain, there’s a whole group that would make up what we would call a small village. That’s on the Colville reservation. The Indians hunt there in daylight only. They get off that mountain at dusk and they don’t go on that mountain until the sun has firmly set in. I know of a cave there that’s a burial ground for a young child and an older female. They are not related. The cave is blocked by large boulders. That’s their normal burying way. That particular mountain I don’t think I’ll be able to get to. But there is a group of at least 3 that is 300 yards from the first spot that I can get to. I just hope that they are still there. With luck, I and the 2 or 3 that will go with me will try to make contact. It will only be a 3 day run so it will take a lot of luck. We’re crossing our fingers.

I worry about my Bigfoot brothers and sisters…I am concerned for their existence…
There are two different types of Bigfoot in North and South America. Some are bad (mean), most are not. All rather interestingly talk to each other in their own tongue. Hoots, hollers and scary noises are there to frighten you away. They are just noises. A Bigfoot can run you down in 3 steps if they really wanted to. They are not trying to hurt anyone. Please excuse my language but they are simply saying “Get the Hell out of here! You are intruding on my property!”
We of the so called civilized world have boundaries such as a house is a boundary. They aren’t trying to hurt you, they just want you to get away. They are no different than you or me fighting for their rights as you or I fight for our own.

Friends before closing off this section on Bigfoot, I’d like to share a few of my own experiences with Bigfoot. It was Christmas time and a young couple wanted to go hunt for Christmas trees. I took them out into the woods, a 180 acres of fir trees, etc…Before I brought them out I went to have a look out on my own. In so doing I followed a well trodden game trail, and paid a lot of attention to everything around me. I did find a tree. The next morning they came up. It had rained a little bit through that night. As we were heading to the back of the land, low and behold where I had walked before was a big Sasquatch footprint. It was 20″ long maybe 22″ , and very wide maybe 5 -7″ wide across the toe area. On the left and right was a steep hillside making the path like a muddy bridge. On the steep hillside to the left his foot slipped in the path. He then planted his foot solidly in the path, crossed his legs over and continued down the other hillside. That’s the closest that I’ve personally been to them that I am aware of. It made the hair on our arms stand up! It was big! We did get the tree and made it back home safe and sound. On a number of occasions I’ve heard knocking approx 2:30am to 3am in the morning. That and the footprint are the only encounters that I’ve had with Bigfoot.

My brother in law was working in the woods. He arrived on site to the logging site before everyone else one morning. It was foggy, on the cold side. That kind of fog. Both were looking off to the right out over a large open area. Looking at the stumps, their eyes went to this one unusual stump and then the stump stood up and walked away on two legs. It was enormous. They thought they were looking at a tree stump but it was a Sasquatch looking at them and it was fairly close. They immediately drove back down the logging road, met their boss coming up the road to go to work and they quit.

In my experience there are definitely 2 types of Bigfoot. One is the main one I’ve been talking about. The one most people look for. Number 2 is beyond a doubt and definitely alien. The difference between the two is the alien one is more flexible in its arms, neck, and shoulders. It is also thinner. It can turn its head on its shoulders like you or I can. The standard one needs to turn its torso to move its head. There is a possibility of yet a third type. I am not that sure of this one but the possibility is certainly there. More alien like than our standard. Even taller and bigger. This one possibility is definitely if it exists demonic. That’s it folks.. I’ll write no more on the subject. I leave it up to you. Remember though the first two can most definitely speak a language. And it’s possible that the third if it exists has a language as well. That’s the end of my knowledge. I’d hate to see ours die or get killed. Do what you want with the alien or demonic ones. Please good luck, do not shoot. It’s like going next door and killing the family that lives there. The ones that live next door.

P.S. The bait we will be using is apples, oranges, and eggs hung very high in the tree. We will be using music, drums, and native flutes as well as tree knocking.

Red Elk