How my Navajo friend was protected from witchcraft

Shi-Masana was in her mid eighties when we first met. She was full of life and love, laughed readily, and had a delightful sense of humor. I knew her for twenty years, and, in that time, her love for God never waned.

Life in the heart of the Navajo Nation hadn't been easy for her as a single parent caring for her family, her land in Canyon de Chelley, and her sheep, but she had been regarded as very successful in the traditional way of life. Ten years before our meeting, however, Shi-masana found herself growing increasingly listless and frail. Finally, she was at the brink of death.

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