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275 pages, Hardcover
First published April 24, 2009
The day I met Stanford Addison, I sat with him outside his corral watching the horse inside it try to escape.... Stanford watched until she was finished. Then he said in a low voice, "I can't save you."
I wasn't trying to write an authoritative book about Native Americans or Native life. I was there to write a book about Stanford's evolution from what he had been, a bad-boy outlaw, into the renowned spiritual healer he had become. But I didn't get the information I needed in the quick question-and-answer sessions that that been the staple of my worked as journalist. I learned to wait and watch. And a lot of what i ended up watching was what was going on inside of me. Only when I was nearly finished with this book did I realize what it was about - the journey I took following Stanford's gentleness back toward its source, a journey so joyful, painful, and different from anything I'd experienced that there was no way to prepare for it.
Which brings me back to the mare, breathing hard and kicking up dirt and trying to make sense of where she had found herself. That was exactly what I did for much of the time I spent at Stanford's. I, too, skidded to a halt and silently pleaded with him to save me, or at least explain what was happening. But he couldn't. Or wouldn't.
The thing is, not only horses get broken around here. Everything does, starting with the ground itself....a new mountain range broke though the ancestral Rocky Mountains, leaving the original range's broken remains leaning against the flanks of the Wind River Range... in 1878, at the end of the Indian wars, the Northern Arapaho people arrived at the upthrust of the Wind River Range in their own state of brokenness, defeated and hungry.
And then there was Stanford. His accident had smashed his spine and ...left him in a wheelchair. Along with his physical paralysis had come some powerful healing gifts... He had been broken...his body changed forever, but so was his heart. This happened in different ways to a lot of people around Stanford.