“In the bag,” he said as he opened it and removed two objects, “is the broken shell of the iron kettle, a pebble from the butte, and a piece of the sacred sage.”
He held the pouch upside down and dust drifted down.
“After the bag is yours, you must put a piece of prairie sage within and never open it again until you pass it on to your son.”
–“The Medicine Bag,” by Virginia Driving Hawk Sneve, from Grandpa was a Cowboy & an Indian
In her poignant 1977 short
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