werewolves vs maiis... my grandson asked me about werewolves vs. coyotes which would eat who and who was more scared of the other... I told him...way back in the day...before the time of horses, and when there was just our people on this land...he asked me...do you mean indainz...no i said, us, Dine the people what we called ourselves before the word indian was known...in the early light of morning you can see in the dawn a new beginning where the colors of the land are bathed in light, from dark blue to gold and in the meeting of the earth with the sky there is place on the horizon where the thoughts of our fathers and mothers from long ago come to us.... i said to him...the thought you have is not yours because is caught in the wind and is carried by it...if it is a good thought is stays in the early light...when you think about your children who will come to you one day...your thought of them will be carried in the wind...it is called the navajo windway... he looked at me with a funny face, he is just 9 so such things are far from his young mind, but i spoke to him of Switzy...a puppy he had for just a short time when it wss lost to us, he really cared for that dog... i told him all the good thoughts he had about him are not lost and even now you remember him well because it shows in your face and eyes and he looked away from me as he remembered that little mutt. it is that way i told him... our fathers thought about us and spoke to us in the quiet of the day, on a hllside or on top of the red rocks or while looking at the dawn telling us they wanted the best for us and in thinking of us they each had endured much, cold, hunger, suffering and pain and yet in all this they had good days and wished such things for us...these thoughts are never lost... they are still alive and when it is quiet and you sit and think of such things it is their hopes and wishes that come to you when you are troubled...they wish you to have strength, to endure and to survive when life is hard... t is their strength and hopes and dreams that are in you because of them you now live...because they survived and so when you are troubled you should know that you have it within you to go on..it is in your blood...your breath...in your eyes and in your voice....do you see what I mean... he looked at me and i told him you are me and I am you and you are your mother and grandmother and all those that came before that is your life....in navajo we use the word ke in english it means shoe, but for us it means more... it is the way of walking in the shoes and paths of those that surround you...your family, your community, your people and the place where you live...it will always be a part of you and you can not seperate yourself from it....with that we walked on home and my grandson asked me for a popsicle and i told him go for it ...it is in the icebox...and so it goes on the rez... rustywire
Posted on: Sun, 14 Dec 2014 21:28:58 +0000
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