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Title Through the Sipapu: A Canyonlands Phantasy
Subject Indians of North America; Spiritualism; Fantasy
Description Fictional story of creation and the afterlife as seen by Native Americans of Utah.
Creator Baker, Pearl Biddlecomb (1907-1992)
Publisher Baker, Pearl Biddlecomb
Date Digital 2004-07-09
Date 1986
Type Text
Format image/jpeg
Identifier 130.xml
Source Original booklet: Through the Sipapu: A Canyonlands Phantasy
Language eng
Rights Management Digital image copyright 2004, Green River Public Library. All rights reserved.
Holding Institution Green River Public Library, 85 South Long St., Green River, UT 84525
Source Physical Dimensions 60 leaves ; 28 cm.
Scanning Technician Nima Rakhsha
Metadata Cataloger Denice Hoffman
ARK ark:/87278/s6xs5v8n
Setname gr_pbb
Date Created 2005-03-18
Date Modified 2005-03-18
ID 317792
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6xs5v8n

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Description Baker Sipapu 38 "I have moved heaven and earth to get it for you. The architect just let himself go on this room. It has that big corner window and although the patients in the wards can see the mountain, they have to stand down by the foot of their beds, and the windows of the wards are small. But in this big one--" She reached and turned off the light, and after a moment as their eyes became used to the dim glow from the hall, they feasted on the glory of the mountain, complete with the horse's head looking down across the cedared ridges toward Ute Mountain, glowing in the full moon. Bob gasped at the beauty of it, and the familiarity of the horse's head, so much a part of his growing up. It was still there! Some things hadn't changedl 111 will lift up mine eyes to the hills from whence Cometh my strength." Joanna quoted softly, and a moment later turned on the light and finished settling him for the night. After she was gone, he turned out the light and lay looking at the mountain, and for the first time, prayed. Not since he had left the cave had he opened his mind, but now he did, and channeling his message toward the snow-clad mountain said simply: "Dear God, I cannot go on alone. Help me." Out beyond the mountain he knew Someone heard-Someone cared. His mind closed gently as he drifted off into a deep and healing sleep. He prayed regularly after that, and as his ease in
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Identifier 043_GRL_SIPAPU_PAGE38.JPG
Source Original booklet: Pearl Baker: Interviewed by John McFarlane
Setname gr_pbb
Date Created 2005-03-18
Date Modified 2005-03-18
ID 317769
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6xs5v8n/317769