In Isleta the rainbow was a crack in the universe. We saw the barest of all life that is possible. Bright horses rolled over and over the dusking sky. See image Joy Harjo
If you do not answer the noise and urgency of your gifts, they will turn on you. Or drag you down with their immense sadness at being abandoned. See image Joy Harjo
My sister accommodates me, never reproaches me with her doctrine, never tries to change me. She accepts and loves me, despite our differences. See image Joy Harjo
Someone accompanies every soul from the other side when it enters this place. Usually it is an ancestor with whom that child shares traits and gifts See image Joy Harjo
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. See image Joy Harjo