In the early mornings of summer I go with my grandmother to pray "Grandmother, who will we get to visit with today?" I ask. "Little one, we must listen quietly and see who decides to greet Grandmother's friends are the plants of her sacred garden. They are known as pȟez?ta, or medicines. They help Grandmother heal herself and others. Grandmother's
and visit some of her oldest friends.
us this morning," she replies.
understanding...