I cured with the power that came through me.

I was four years old then, and I think it must have been the next summer that I first heard the voices.

It is good to have a reminder of death before us, for it helps us to understand the impermanence of life on this earth, and this understanding may aid us in preparing for our own death. He who is well prepared is he who knows that he is nothing compared with Wakan-Tanka, who is everything; then he knows that world which is real.

All over the sky a sacred voice is calling your name.

The soldiers did go away and their towns were torn down; and in the Moon of Falling Leaves (November), they made a treaty with Red Cloud that said our country would be ours as long as grass should grow and water flow.

And as he spoke of understanding, I looked up and saw the rainbow leap with flames of many colors over me.

As you walk upon the sacred earth, treat each step as a prayer.