Thank you for sharing Peter! I'd guess most of US have had Road to Haudenosaunee moments listening to others not for any GOTCHA merit badges or bragging rights, but for insight into how our very own minds work and keep us functioning blinder and deafer and more insensitive to all that we quite naturally take for granted in this overwhelm…
Thank you for sharing Peter! I'd guess most of US have had Road to Haudenosaunee moments listening to others not for any GOTCHA merit badges or bragging rights, but for insight into how our very own minds work and keep us functioning blinder and deafer and more insensitive to all that we quite naturally take for granted in this overwhelming world of woes. Whatever benevolent Maker we worship, we do live on a Food Chain and that is an unsettling experience every waking moment. Was it Miles Davis who said: "If you ain't depressed, you ain't been paying attention."
The world of woes is all around the wider Weeeee as contrast. Finding a balance tween necessary survival skills and unnecessary solipsism and narcissism is a blessed place to be and I am not certain I've ever even visited that resort! Yet it is also on the food chain of life! And that Weeeeee is wider and more powerful a force than the small-minded miser, allowing for greater communal thriving with much less than what we now take to be necessary as part of survivor skills.
I was raised downstate from Haudenosaunee lands of the Iroquois Confederacy and in high school was even subscribing to the Akwesasne News periodical. Not because I deluded my child of refugees inner self into thinking I could be a First Nation indigene. Nor did I want to pass as one or in today's Jacqueline Keeler parlance become a Pretendian. However, during summers of visiting the Iroquois communities and soaking up all the lore from the most interesting elders willing to share with a curious city kid, a lifelong communal cultural tie has only strengthened my own ethnic ties of birth and happenstance. Everybody is indigenous to somewhere. The names and languages change and the more we can learn the fuller life feels when we're not out trying to make a living rather than a killing!
Thank you for sharing Peter! I'd guess most of US have had Road to Haudenosaunee moments listening to others not for any GOTCHA merit badges or bragging rights, but for insight into how our very own minds work and keep us functioning blinder and deafer and more insensitive to all that we quite naturally take for granted in this overwhelming world of woes. Whatever benevolent Maker we worship, we do live on a Food Chain and that is an unsettling experience every waking moment. Was it Miles Davis who said: "If you ain't depressed, you ain't been paying attention."
The world of woes is all around the wider Weeeee as contrast. Finding a balance tween necessary survival skills and unnecessary solipsism and narcissism is a blessed place to be and I am not certain I've ever even visited that resort! Yet it is also on the food chain of life! And that Weeeeee is wider and more powerful a force than the small-minded miser, allowing for greater communal thriving with much less than what we now take to be necessary as part of survivor skills.
I was raised downstate from Haudenosaunee lands of the Iroquois Confederacy and in high school was even subscribing to the Akwesasne News periodical. Not because I deluded my child of refugees inner self into thinking I could be a First Nation indigene. Nor did I want to pass as one or in today's Jacqueline Keeler parlance become a Pretendian. However, during summers of visiting the Iroquois communities and soaking up all the lore from the most interesting elders willing to share with a curious city kid, a lifelong communal cultural tie has only strengthened my own ethnic ties of birth and happenstance. Everybody is indigenous to somewhere. The names and languages change and the more we can learn the fuller life feels when we're not out trying to make a living rather than a killing!
Health and balance to ye.
Keep on doing and speaking out!
Tio Mitchito