Of all the things that could go wrong when one is halfway up on the edge of a very steep canyon wall, which is easily a thousand feet tall, on a trail that is, in some areas, only three hooves wide, covered

The first time it happened I was around three years old. I remember looking at my hands and arms in astonishment, thinking: “wow, I’m really here in this life! Where did I come from? What was before this?

I have gone on vision quest after vision quest, meditated, and fasted for days looking for solutions to help my tribe, and my brothers and sisters protecting the water, earth, and air at Standing Rock