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Corbin Harney has passed over
July 10th, 2007
March 24, 1920 – July 10, 2007
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Corbin Harney has passed over
July 10th, 2007
March 24, 1920 – July 10, 2007
In Loving Memory of Corbin Harney
Corbin Harney, Western Shoshone Spiritual Leader
Corbin Harney, Western Shoshone spiritual leader passed away on July 10, 2007. He was born in Bruno, Idaho on March 24, 1920. He was raised by his grandparents. Corbin traveled around the world and spoke out about global toxins, radiation and illness.
He spent most of his life teaching people and healing many. He spoke to many high schools, grade schools, universities, youth correctional institutions and prisons. Corbin is well known around the world for the work he did.
Corbin founded Poo Ha Bah – meaning “Doctor Water” in Tecopa, California in the 1990’s, which is a unique native healing and prayer center. A viewing will be in Lee, Nevada at Larson Bill’s residence on July 14th and 15th.
Services will be on Monday, July 16th in Battle Mountain beginning with a sunrise ceremony at the BattleMountain Indian
Community park, followed by funeral services at 9 a.m. at the Battle Mountain Indian Community Administrative Building at 37 Mountain View Drive. Burial will be held at the graveside at the Battle Mountain City Cemetery at 10 a.m. A feast will follow at the Battle Mountain Indian Community Administrative Building.
Corbin Harney is descended from generations of Newe (Shoshone) traditional healers and was always grateful for the many extraordinary teachers who shared their knowledge in his lifetime.
Corbin is survived by his daughter Reynaulda Taylor; granddaughters Ann Taylor and Nada Leno; grandsons Keith, Jon and Joel Leno and William Henry Taylor; seven great-grandchildren; two great-great grandchildren; and his sister Rosie Blossom’s family; John Harney and other Harney family members; and the family of Marge McDade and many cousins and other family members as well as many, many, many, friends around the world.
Corbin was preceded in death by his mother, father, sister, grandparents, uncle, great granddaughter, cousins, and friends.
A very special thanks to Patricia Davidson, Corbin’s caregiver in his final months; Dominic Daileda, Corbin’s friend and companion for his support and compassion in hard times, and the family of Dixie and Martin van der Kamp for opening up their home and their hearts to Corbin and his family and friends during his time of need.
Donations may be made either to the immediate family through:
Reynaulda Taylor
P.O. Box 397
Owyhee, Nevada 89832
775-757-2610 or 775-757-2064
Or, to:
The Corbin Harney Way
6360 Sonoma Mtn. Rd.
Santa Rosa, CA 95404
No other individual, organization or entity is authorized to receive donations on behalf of Corbin’s immediate family or Corbin Harney
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Western Shoshone leader dies at 87- REVIEW-JOURNAL Article
RENO, Nev. – Corbin Harney, a spiritual leader of the Western Shoshone who challenged the federal government – and once his own tribe – to oppose nuclear weapons on aboriginal land has died at the age of 87. Harney, a fixture at anti-nuclear rallies, died Tuesday of complications from cancer near Santa Rosa, Calif., where he had hoped to finish a book, according to his family.
“We have truly lost a lot,” said his nephew, Santiago Lozada, who was with him when he died. “
Corbin was a World War II veteran and was known around the world for his activism against radioactivity and nuclear weapons,” said Robert Hager, Reno-based lawyer for the Western Shoshone tribe. “He’s irreplaceable to the Western Shoshone nation.”
“He was someone who just had this gentle spirit but a steely resolve that people should do the right thing,” Hager said. “He thought people would eventually come around and realize the harm people were doing to Mother Earth.”
Hager recalled that Harney bucked his own tribe when the federal government in the 1950s unearthed remains of Western Shoshone ancestors during digging for nuclear testing at the Nevada Test Site north of Las Vegas.
“He picked up the remains and gave them a decent burial,” Hager said. “He took a lot of flack from Western Shoshone leaders who said he should have nothing to do with the U.S. government. But I always respected Corbin for doing what, to the Western Shoshone, was not politically correct but in his mind was the right thing to do.”
Harney traveled around the world as a speaker and environmentalist. He received national and international awards and spoke before the United Nations in Geneva.
The family is completing funeral plans, but burial services will be at Battle Mountain Indian Community, where his wife, Marge, is buried.
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My tribute in Song Form- Box of Rain, preformed by Grateful Dead, lyrics-Robert Hunter, Music-Phil Lesh
Look out of any window any morning, any evening, any day Maybe the sun is shining birds are winging or rain is falling from a heavy sky - What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? this is all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago Walk out of any doorway feel your way, feel your way like the day before Maybe you'll find direction around some corner where it's been waiting to meet you - What do you want me to do, to watch for you while you're sleeping? Well please don't be surprised when you find me dreaming too Look into any eyes you find by you, you can see clear through to another day I know it's been seen before through other eyes on other days while going home -- What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? It's all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago Walk into splintered sunlight Inch your way through dead dreams to another land Maybe you're tired and broken Your tongue is twisted with words half spoken and thoughts unclear What do you want me to do to do for you to see you through A box of rain will ease the pain and love will see you through Just a box of rain - wind and water - Believe it if you need it, if you don't just pass it on Sun and shower - Wind and rain - in and out the window like a moth before a flame It's just a box of rain I don't know who put it there Believe it if you need it or leave it if you dare But it's just a box of rain or a ribbon for your hair Such a long long time to be gone and a short time to be there
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[...] Remembering Corbin Harney (Western Shoshone Spiritual Leader, Elder)It's all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago Walk into splintered sunlight Inch your way through dead dreams to another land Maybe you're tired and broken Your tongue is twisted with words half spoken and thoughts unclear What do … [...]
Yes my friend you could tell that I am also a Grateful Dead Fan.
Peace, gregor
Aw… I just recently purchased Tribal Waters. A day or two ago, and he had such a lovely voice, I think. Decended from Leni-Lenope, I’ve been trying to educate myself a little about where I came from. I’m even trying to learn some of the language, but it’s hard to do with school and all… I want so much to understand what he is saying in Water Song From The Morning Prayer song, too. Theres not enough time in the world to learn every language… There was something about Corbin Harney that reminded me of his grandpa, just from the way he spoke. That’s a compliment I might give once in a lifetime. He looks exactly like I thought he would look, by the picture. Don’t ask how I’d know what someone looked like by their voice, though, I’m not sure either… I don’t think I’ve ever had a clue with any other artist, actually. It’s strange. When I heard the song, I just got this overwhelming feeling and I cried. Such beauty an older voice holds. If you close your eyes while you listen to that album, maybe you too will feel at home like I did. Maybe you’ll be able to see the wild trees, and the lovely and pure lake I saw in my head. What I wouldn’t give to see america as it looked before all the roads were built, and there were belching towers of polution left and right… And, I wish I could have known his name while I could have still told him thanks. Thanks for letting me see a place I haven’t been able to imagine since I was very young, even if it was only an imagined place, it’s one that is beautiful. It was called “home”. Thank you for reminding me of my grandpa, and for teaching people, and influencing them to take care of polution that my crazy generation might have an Eath to still walk on. Bless the family of Corbin. Happy holidays.