Indigenous Joy - Blog Posts

L'étoile. :: [Guillaume Gris]

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You are here where bloodlines and rivers are woven together. I followed the river until I forgot my name and came here to the mouth of the canyon to swim in the rain and remember this, the most indigenous joy I know: to wade into the river naked among the moss and stones, to drink water from my hands and be alive in the river, the river saying, You are here, a daughter of stardust and time. Ansel Elkins - from “Native Memory”

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