Acknowledging Black Shawl (Tasina Sapewin)
After Black Buffalo Woman and the trouble with No Water, I become Tȟašúŋke Witkó’s bride. This is before Greasy Grass and Custer. You know my husband as Crazy Horse and these are the things he said that some of you remember or may have heard;
“My lands are where my dead lie buried.”
“One does not sell the earth upon which the people walk.”
He spoke these things because he saw into another world. As a young man, he told me this, he dreamed and went into the world where there is nothing but the spirits of all things. That is the real world that is behind this one, he said.
Everything we see here is something like a shadow from that one. And in that world, the one behind this one, he was on a horse, and the horse and himself on it and the trees and the grass and the stones and everything were made of spirit, and nothing was hard, and everything seemed to float.
His horse danced like a shadow, and that is how he got his name, which does not mean that his horse was crazy or wild, but that in his vision his horse danced in that strange way.
That vision gave him his great power, for when he went into a fight, he had only to think of that world to be in it again, so that he could go through anything and not be hurt.
And so at Greasy Grass, when Custer faced my husband, he did not face Crazy Horse as if Crazy Horse was in the world of the yellow hair. He faced a Spirit Being, a Spirit Being who had with him, many Spirit Beings and the veil between the worlds opened.
I say these things to you because that veil begins to open once more and many of us speak to one another and upon the Earth we see lines harden and in our hearts, we know Greasy Grass awakens;
~ Stephen J. Bergstrom
The Literary Fiction of Stephen J. Bergstrom 
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