Whispers
"Here in this now, the fire is hot between us and ready for the telling. And so, I summon the tale."
- Minish
Chapter 5: Fires Map
“Do you think it might be they are not only spirits but something else too? Like fires?"
- Shyaklá
Etuaptmumk
(Two-Eyed Seeing)
"Two-Eyed Seeing refers to learning to see from one eye with the strengths of Indigenous ways of knowing and from the other eye with the strengths of Western ways of knowing and to using both of these eyes together” (Bartlett, Marshall, & Marshall, 2012, p. 335).
Prologue
"And so, with all nows tumbling and threading to an end in some ways too late and in others just in time, a series of trajectories convening to form a symphony of synchrony, I take you into the story of the fractured dream, a whisper from away."
- Minish
Hoops
“I was standing on the highest mountain of them all, and round about beneath me was the whole hoop of the world. And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell and I understood more than I saw; for I was seeing in a sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit, and the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being. And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people was one of many hoops that made one circle, wide as daylight and as starlight, and in the center grew one mighty flowering tree to shelter all children of one mother and one father. And I saw that it was holy.”
Heȟáka Sápa (Black Elk),
Wičháša Wakȟáŋ of the Oglala Sioux Nation, Black Elk Speaks
Chapter 2: Sam's Hole
The shake moves up his arms and into his torso. In his bulbous EVA suit, he looks like a wiggling white leaf, a blurring ghost.
Chapter 4: Little Sister
Emria’s voice becomes business-like, uncharacteristic with Squirrel. "Do me a favor, won’t ya? I cannot abide another slide show. Just tell me the story. Tell me the story of her.”
Sonder
“The realization that each random passerby is the main character of their own story, in which you are just an extra in the background.”
John Koenig, The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows
Imposter Syndrome
"...an internal experience of intellectual phoniness."
Pauline R. Clance and Suzanne A. Imes.
