My lungs lately have been their normal yet cooky selves, and taking a deep breath has been somewhat easy. However, I feel like I’m suffocating. After much thought, discussing, and research I found out the exact cause of what has been leaving me lifeless. What will I do to fix it? Well that is not so easy.
Many of you are about to roll your eyes, but please stay with me. I (as we all know) am very proud of my Native heritage and beliefs. Its lead me to feel things I have never felt spiritually anywhere, and I’ve met some amazing people while appreciating a culture that is dying out, and trended on. The more I’ve studied it, the more I’ve been able to understand a little bit more about life and our place exactly in it. Not only our place, but our creators, and mother earth’s place as well. What does this have to do with suffocating?
Well, before being forced into conforming Natives lived their life as they pleased, but with hard work and beautiful results. Many of you stand around in museums admiring their regalia (clothing), lifestyle, and even try to portray them on Halloween (shame.) There is a reason why you do it; its beautiful. But it wasn’t just a costume; it was their life. A Native way of life meant doing what you loved. You weave baskets? You hunt? You can skin animals? Great. Thats what you will do. We’ll all trade as one community to keep everyone alive, warm, and happy. We’re doing what we love together, while providing. We will pray to our creator, we will dance to honor the animals that gave their lives and bodies for ours, to thank our creator, and we will appreciate everything in existence given to us. The mountains, the rivers, the wildflowers…yes. That was life. That should be life. But now, many of us are forced into nine to five jobs to figure out a way to pay for these extravagant things America has forced upon us. Overpriced educations, insurances, the cost of disease, and so many others. We justify this by, “I work this job to pay for a life outside of it.” What good is it if ninety percent of it is spent at this job, and only ten percent is life? There is no life.
We are run down, over-tired, out of touch with the basics and important things in life Americans. We have forgotten family on holidays; it’s now just a time to trample others and get great sales. We make big extravagant ways to show that we love a God that we don’t study, or know, yet we can’t even love the people that we do know. We are medicated, unhappy, and out of touch with our ways people. I think our elders saw this within colonization; we would lose our sanity within money.
I’m not saying you should be wearing deerskin, living in a pueblo and be hunting everyday. I’m just saying; the life we were supposed to be living has been taken from you. How come the mountains take your breath away every time? Or the beach? Or the lakes you love? You were meant to be out with nature. How come you hate your job that you think about quitting everyday? You were meant to be using your gifts, and expressing your talents through these. Your love was supposed to extend into praise. Think hard about this; there were no jobs, no insurances, no money, no scary internet where people could find you and kill you. There were no credit scores, GPA’s, age, college degree’s and anything else to define you. You defined you, and so did your character. It was your people, your family, music, the creator, and nature. That was life.
That job you hate? Quit. Find something where you can express your talent. That relationship that’s dead? End it. You want to dance? Dance. Want to paint? paint. You want to go the mountains? Go. Live the life you were intended to live; because right now about ninety percent of the world isn’t.
Song of the week is Indian Summer by The Doors. Beautiful memories come to mind.
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