“Only to the white man was nature a ‘wilderness,’ and only to him was the land ‘infested’ with ‘wild’ animals and ‘savage’ people. To us it was tame. Earth was bountiful and we were surrounded with the blessings of the Great Mystery.” Chief Luther Standing Bear
This day we honour the braid. Zen says: The seed never sees the flower. The Gita says: Take no thought for the fruits of your actions. Jesus said: Take no thought for tomorrow.
We are gestated as the stars are, in a sea of blackness, in the blackness of the womb. First Nations culture elevates blackness. The shaman Beautiful Painted Arrow recalls, “We were taught that if you see a Black man you would say, ‘Oh, he is my grandfather.’”
Allow only the man who has spent time in solitary confinement to make the case for its necessity.