Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge and the Teachings of Plants,
In winter, when the green earth lies resting beneath a blanket of
snow, this is the time for storytelling. The storytellers begin by
calling upon those who came before who passed the stories down
to us, for we are only messengers.
In the beginning there was the Skyworld.
She fell like a maple seed, pirouetting on an autumn breeze.* A
column of light streamed from a hole in the Skyworld, marking her
path where only darkness had been before. It took her a long time
to fall. In fear, or maybe hope, she clutched a bundle tightly in her
They waited and waited for him to return, fearing the worst for
their relative, and, before long, a stream of bubbles rose with the
small, limp body of the muskrat. He had given his life to aid this
helpless human. But then the others noticed that his paw was
tightly clenched and, when they opened it, there was a small
handful of mud.
. Turtle said,
“Here, put it on my back and I will hold it.”
Skywoman bent and spread the mud with her hands across the
shell of the turtle. Moved by the extraordinary gifts of the animals,
she sang in thanksgiving and then began to dance, her feet
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