Echoes of Wahzhazhe:
The Voice of My Ancestors
They were silenced, but they never stopped speaking.
Their footsteps moved through the tallgrass long before names were taken and borders drawn.
Their voices echo not from pages in history books, but from blood, bone, and breath.
This is not just where I come from.
This is who I still am.
Wahzhazhe. Osage.
A people not vanished—but rising, remembering, retelling.
A Timeline of the
Wahzhazhe Journey
A Living Lineage of
the Javines
of Bird Creek & Skiatook
The Creative Legacy
of the Javines