Sacajawea's life and story has a message for the entire world. Her spiritual voice has been calling through the Ages. As a young, Shoshone girl, kidnapped, enslaved, and abused, she connects to the hearts of a struggling Humanity. As we have tried for twenty years to bring worldwide awareness to this Native American woman, we …
Sacajawea is a NOMINEE at MOON LIGHT!
Over these many, many years of walking the Sacajawea journey, we have met wonderful people and learned so much along the way. The script has evolved with ongoing research, formating with my script consultant Kaaren Ochoa, conversations with Lewis & Clark consultants, and especially with the Shoshone people and our liason Leo Ariwite, through his …
Sacajawea Respects the Elders
Scene from Sacajawea, The Windcatcher After a harrowing trek, near-starvation and dangerous conditions, the explorers finally make it across the treacherous mountains led by Old Toby, the Shoshoni guide. Their clothes are rotting off their backs - their moccasins worn through, and the lack of food and water has made them weak and vulnerable. But then, …
The World Awaits
Nineteen months ago, when we shot our teaser reel at Fort Stevens State Park, I walked along the sand excited and thinking about the very next steps for Sacajawea, The Windcatcher. Sacajawea had shown us many wonders that week and I knew in my soul, if we just kept walking we would reach our dream …
One Woman’s Life
Sacajawea, The Windcatcher is a journey of one woman's life, yet as watchers of Sacajawea's life, we bring her journey to ourselves. She walked, she talked, she sang, she prayed on smoke to the Great Father. She knew joy and she knew pain... indeed, she had a dream written on her heart that she could …
I remember my vision from when I was a young girl –
From Sacajawea, The Windcatcher - A Novel by Jane L. Fitzpatrick "I saw myself sitting on a narrow strip of land that seemed to never end, weaving along the edge of the sea. Water crashed and climbed over the sand, again and again, creeping up higher toward me. A mist hung in the sky and …
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