I was born in 1955. I was one of the only six children to ever be born in Ontario's Weston Sanatorium at that time. Many lives were battling TB and the vaccine had only just arrived, shortly before I did. Upon my birth, this wonder serum was injected into my tiny big toe and I was rushed off to Toronto Sick Children's Hospital.

At only four days old, my aunt and uncle met me for the first time and took me home with them to live for nearly a year. They themselves had only been married for about one month! My aunt had two small sons, ages three and six, from her first marriage. The five of us had a new beginning and a new journey ahead of us.

The time came for all of us when I was handed back to live with my mother and father! No one has ever spoken of this day. Truth is, no one likes to speak of this entire chapter. Like many families, no one speaks of many things that happen. They just happen! Secrets are honoured, words are never spoken, and tears are cried in silence. Then, time and life moves on. Ah, but what about one's spirit? For some of us, it sleeps alone in a place so deep that it takes nearly a lifetime to reawaken!

For as long as I can remember, I have felt different and apart from my other six siblings, four brothers and two sisters. The love, yes, is always between us; but for me, so is the distance. I learned to adopt this distance, and it became my personal companion my whole life. But, beyond my distance, and beyond my first home is a place that is so familiar to me, yet so mysterious at the same time. It is a 'good' place, and the one that I cannot explain to anyone, but myself! It is a knowing!

You tell me where this ever yearning comes from! I did not wake up one day, and think that I was Jewish, German, Italian, etc.! I have allowed my deepest spirit to reawaken. My spirit is Native Indian! It is as much a part of me as my eyes, nose, and my high cheek bones! It has been with me all along and it is the spirit and life that I am to nurture and honour.

Throughout the first four decades of my life, I was never raised nor consciously exposed to the Native Aboriginal beliefs or ways of life! Inwardly, my "nativeness" grew slowly stronger, and moved as silent as the owl's wings. Then the time came that I could no longer suppress my true spirit, nor deny my authentic self! With prayer, and with great courage, I have found the strength of bear to fight my own ignorance and fly free. This does not manifest without the dark shadows of small minds and small town thinking! This does not manifest without love and support! Fortunately for me, the Great Spirit found it necessary to provide me with two very 'key' native mentors. They have walked and accompanied me thus far on my journey.

The first, is a professional man, a life counselor and guide, Alan Grey Wolf! Grey Wolf taught me the wisdom of the Sacred Circle. In the sacred circle, I broke the chains of my internal imprisonment and I emerged, four hours later, as White Sparrow! I have become White Sparrow. White Sparrow has become me! Alan Grey Wolf is, and always will be, a paramount part of my rebirth!

The second man, is nothing short of a miracle! He is a great Canadian, chief, elder, man, and mentor! I have loved him Cha Mao Zah! (a long, long, time ago), even though the Great Spirit did not introduce us until April 24th, 2004. If this last statement confuses you, good! Perhaps, it will then intrigue you to read my future book. I am currently in the process of documenting this rare and extraordinary journey between one lost sparrow and one great Canadian Native chief! My personal journey, has already began to open the doors of 'tough' truth, anger and fear. Now, it is busy bridging it together with history, culture, and unconditional love. It shows itself in such mysterious and vast proportions, that only the Great Spirit can begin to navigate! With or without the understanding of all my family, friends and colleagues, I am the happiest I have ever been! In liberation, I have adopted my pen name White Sparrow, and have 'legally' taken it as my own!

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To Damon and to Ryan…  The Wind Beneath My Wings!

Sons of White Sparrow, you are my Alpha and Omega!  We have a bond most find too complex to grasp.  To us, it comes as a simple truth and proof of unconditional love. I pray I have given you strong enough roots and wings, along with the belief in yourselves, to go after and manifest your own dreams. May you both find your own totem and animal medicine!

You have, and always will be, the most wonderful parts of my life and my greatest achievements.  I carry you with me in my heart, no matter which direction I travel.  Therefore, this site is dedicated to you, my children.

With Eternal and Unconditional Love,
Your Blood Mother – White Sparrow