I see my mind as a tapestry woven through with memories, dreams and thoughts.

Sunday, 30 January 2011

Sunday Snippet



This is the story of Edith Warner. She lived as a neighbour to the Indians of San Ildefonso Pueblo, near Los Alamos.

A beautiful book to read.

"It matters not ....... that the colour of skin be different, that language be not the same, that even the gods of our fathers be known by a different name. We are people, of the same kind of human beings who live and love and go on, and I find myself ever forgetting that my friends are known as Indians and that I am a white woman born."
Ch.8 p49

"This morning I stood on the river bank to pray. I knew then that the ancient ones were wise to pray for peace and beauty and not for specific gifts except fertility which is continued life ......... And I saw that ..... it is not necessary to ask for more."
Ch.10 p75

From 'The House at Otowi Bridge' by Peggy Pond Church

7 comments:

Spangle said...

Beautiful 'Snippets' this week Aguja.

I don't read of non-fiction, but I thought that 'The House at Otowi Bridge' was a delightful book.

T Opdycke said...

I sighed aloud as I read the first paragraph...this is so true and something I wish every person on the face of the earth understood and nodded in agreement.

Wonderful snippets, Aguja

linda said...

this is absolutely stunning...thank you. xo

aguja said...

Amazing words and thoughts that I realyt wanted to share, so I am delighted that you loved them, too.

Melissa Sarno said...

I love this week's snippet. Especially: "We are people, of the same kind of human beings who live and love and go on" Isn't that what's it all about? Perfect.

aguja said...

Yes, it is, Melissa ... and long may we continue to think in this way.

Michael Faulkner said...

Did I put you on to Otowi Bridge? I can't remember - anyway, it's a favourite, and your excerpts are spot-on. I did a post ages ago about Warner: http://thebluecabin.blogspot.com/2010/01/house-at-otowi-bridge.html
Mike