There is no separation. We are all from the same place. As long as there is respect and acknowledgement of connections, things continue working. When that stops we all die.
Joy HarjoI listen to the gunfire we cannot hear, and begin this journey with the light of knowing the root of my own furious love.
Joy HarjoI can hear the sizzle of newborn stars, and know anything of meaning, of the ๏ฌerce magic emerging here. I am witness to ๏ฌexible eternity, the evolving past, and I know we will live forever, as dust or breath in the face of stars, in the shifting pattern of winds.
Joy HarjoThe woman hanging from the 13th floor window on the east side of Chicago is not alone...She is all the women of the apartment building who stand watching her, watching themselves.
Joy HarjoAt least I've had to come to that in my life, to realize that this stuff called failure, this stuff, this debris of historical trauma, family trauma, you know, stuff that can kill your spirit, is actually raw material to make things with and to build a bridge. You can use those materials to build a bridge over that which would destroy you.
Joy Harjo