I tell you now Book

Only on the third autobiography in here, but the first chapter which was Mary Tallmountain's was so beautiful and sad and I dreamt about it and what it would be like to come from her Athabascan village that night.

Alright, so this was a great read. Full of lots of sadness and feeling. Lots of poetry. Made me think a lot about different cultures perhaps having separate collective unconsciouses that are perhaps only overlaps ours at the edges.