Everything the Power of the World does is done in a circle.
BLACK ELKEverything the Power of the World does is done in a circle.
BLACK ELKAnd I saw that the sacred hoop of my people as one of many hoops that made one circle.
BLACK ELKOnce we were happy in our own country and we were seldom hungry, for then the two-leggeds and the four-leggeds lived together like relatives, and there was plenty for them and for us.
BLACK ELKThe boys of my people began very young to learn the ways of men, and no one taught us; we just learned by doing what we saw, and we were warriors at a time when boys now are like girls.
BLACK ELKWhen we do understand all this deeply in our hearts, then we will fear, and love, and know the Great Spirit, and then we will be and act and live as the Spirit intends.
BLACK ELKSo I took the bright red stick and at the center of the nation’s hoop I thrust it in the earth.
BLACK ELKIt may be that some little root of the sacred tree still lives. Nourish it then, that it may leaf and bloom and fill with singing birds.
BLACK ELKThe life of a person is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is in everything where power moves.
BLACK ELKSometimes dreams are wiser than waking.
BLACK ELKGrown men may learn from very little children, for the hearts of little children are pure, and, therefore, the Great Spirit may show to them many things which older people miss.
BLACK ELKIf I thought that I was doing it myself, the hole would close up and no power could come through. Then everything I could do would be foolish.
BLACK ELKThe song and the drumming were like this: Behold, a sacred voice is calling you; All over the sky a sacred voice is calling.
BLACK ELKYou remember that my great vision came to me when I was only nine years old, and you have seen that I was not much good for anything until after I had performed the horse dance near the mouth of the Tongue River during my eighteenth summer.
BLACK ELKBut the Wasichus came, and they have made little islands for us and other little islands for the four-leggeds, and always these islands are becoming smaller, for around them surges the gnawing flood of the Wasichu; and it is dirty with lies and greed.
BLACK ELKThe center of the universe is everywhere.
BLACK ELKThe visions and ceremonies only made me like a whole through which the power could come to the two-leggeds.
BLACK ELK