Cedar Woman (168 page)

C
h
apter
T
w
ent
y
-T
w
o

Wak
a
n
Tanka,
Great Mystery, teach
m
e how
t
o
trust

my
h
eart,
m
y
mi
nd
,
m
y i
n
t
u
iti
on
,
m
y
i
nner
k
n
owi
ng,

t
h
e
s
e
nses
of
m
y b
o
d
y
, the bless
i
ngs
of
m
y spirit.

Teach
m
e to trust these
things

so
t
h
at
I
m
ay enter
m
y sacred
space a
n
d lo
v
e
b
eyond
m
y
f
ea
r
,

a
n
d th
u
s
walk in
b
ala
n
ce

with
the
p
a
ssing
of
each
g
l
or
i
ous
s
u
n.

Lakota Pray
e
r

S
o
nny b
e
nt o
v
er
L
e
na
’
s
slee
p
ing
f
o
r
m
.
G
e
ntl
y
,
oh
s
o
gent
l
y
,
he
d
rew
his
h
and
thr
o
ugh
her
sil
k
y
h
air,
its
g
l
o
ssy
tresses
s
p
read
u
pon
t
h
e
p
illow
li
k
e a
s
h
immeri
n
g
fan.
Sli
d
i
n
g
d
o
wn
t
h
e
b
ed
u
n
til
h
is
c
h
in
was
resti
n
g
u
pon her
f
r
a
g
r
a
nt s
h
ou
l
de
r
,
a
n
d
n
u
zzling
h
e
r
ne
c
k
,
he brea
t
hed in
her
u
n
i
q
ue scent
o
f
w
il
d
s
age.
He
dr
e
w
i
n
a
de
e
p
er
b
r
e
a
t
h
,
e
n
de
av
or
i
ng
t
o
pu
l
l
t
h
e aro
m
a
of h
e
r
f
l
esh
i
n
to
t
h
e d
e
pths
o
f his
s
ou
l
.

S
o
nny
wish
e
d
t
h
at
he
c
ou
l
d
dr
a
w
her
i
n
to
him co
m
p
l
e
tely
–
or pe
r
h
a
p
s
he
h
a
d
a
l
read
y
,
as
t
h
ere
w
as
n
e
v
e
r
a
m
i
nu
t
e
t
h
at he
was
not t
h
ink
i
ng
o
f he
r
,
l
o
ng
i
ng
f
o
r
h
er, drea
m
ing
a
b
o
u
t
he
r
.

The
cla
s
h
of
t
rashc
a
n
s
i
n
t
h
e
al
l
ey
b
e
h
i
nd
h
i
s
ap
a
r
tm
ent
wo
ke S
o
nny w
it
h
a
st
art.
The
pea
c
e,
w
h
i
ch
in
h
abit
ed
h
i
s
he
a
rt
seco
n
d
s be
f
o
r
e, shatte
r
ed.
Sonny l
o
o
k
ed
to
h
i
s
r
i
gh
t.
Le
n
a
was n
o
t t
h
e
r
e.
I
t
h
ad
b
een
yet ano
t
her
d
rea
m
.

Sonny
was
b
e
reft.
Ea
c
h
time
he
a
woke
from
a
dream
where
s
h
e was
his,
t
h
e
devastation
was
m
o
re
c
o
m
p
lete.
His
h
eart
b
ro
k
e,
an
d
he t
h
rew
h
i
m
self
u
pon
t
h
e
p
illow,
where
j
u
st
seco
nd
s
a
g
o,
h
e
d
rea
m
t
h
is
l
ove h
a
d
l
a
in
.

Sh
e
is my
h
a
lf
si
d
e
S
on
n
y
m
ourn
e
d
to
h
im
s
e
l
f
,
a
n
d
s
h
e does
n
o
t know
it
.
S
h
e
t
h
i
n
ks
t
hat
M
ic
hael
w
a
s
her
s
oul
m
a
t
e,
b
u
t
s
h
e
i
s
wr
o
n
g.
I
t is
I!