In the sibling society, both the adult and the elder get lost, and no one knows where they are.

In the society that has replaced the paternalistic society, women are able to develop their independent and social energies much more. That is good.

The inner boy in a messed-up family may keep on being shamed, invaded, disappointed, and paralyzed for years and years. "I am a victim," he says, over and over; and he is. But that very identification with victimhood keeps the soul house open and available for still more invasions. Most American men today do not have enough awakened or living warriors inside to defend their soul houses. And most people, men or women, do not know what genuine outward or inward warriors would look like, or feel like.

Adolescents are in just as much trouble in Native America as they are in the white community.

Don't go outside your house to see flowers. My friend, don't bother with that excursion. Inside your body there are flowers. One flower has a thousand petals. That will do for a place to sit. Sitting there you will have a glimpse of beauty inside the body and out of it, before gardens and after gardens.

I think more and more people are recognizing how much adults and elders are actually needed. That's a gift of the sibling society.

The language you use for your poems should be the language you use with your friends.