I am a star falling from the night sky I need you to catch me I am a rainbow lifting from a dark cloud I need you to see me - Joy Harjo

In a way, we [poets] are listeners. I go to poetry because I don’t have the words.” —

When Sun leaves at dusk, it makes a doorway. We have access to ancestors, to eternity. Breathe out. Ask for forgiveness. Let all hurts and failures go. Let them go.

Our physical living is held together by plant sacrifice. We eat, wear, and are sheltered by plants and plant material. Nearly all of our medicines are plant-derived. We need to take time with them, get to know them.