"Cage the badger and he will try to break from his prison and regain his native hole. Chain the eagle to the ground - he will strive to gain his freedom, and though he fails, he will lift his head and look up at the sky which is home - and we want to return to our mountains and plains, where we used to plant corn, wheat and beans."


-- Written by a Navajo in 1865


Thursday, June 2, 2011

The power of Navajo

There is not enough to say about the last three days. In fact there are not enough words in the english alphabet to possibly describe the stay on the Navajo Reservation. Staying in a Hogan at Ruth Roeseel's was much like the hike in Bandelier. It too, was completely humbling. After sleeping on a dirt floor for two nights, every bed whether it be stiff or too soft feels like a heavenly mattress. Getting past the actual sleeping arrangements, her home and Navajo ways were so natural. The way in which she was attached to the Mother Earth and Father Sky touched each and everyone of our souls. I know it certainly made me more whole as a person. I may not fully understand the connections she and her friends Evelyn and Polly do, but I have learned much more about our planet and life on earth and the ties we have with a greater power.

After two days of humble living we began our trek through the Canyon De Chelly. Andrew, our guide was one of the most spiritual men i have ever met. The way he walked was so connected with the world. On our hike through the puddle filled river bed i attempted to follow his very steps. At first i was only trying to copy his patterns and natural rhythm, but eventually I learned that his body naturally found and traveled over the softest areas of sand that the trail could provide. No one could have spotted it with their eyes and even with our shoes off most people could not find it, but Andrew naturally knew where the softest sand to walks across was located. It absolutely rocked my world. Also his footsteps made no excessive splashes like the rest of our group. It was as if the water reacted to his footsteps with compassion. Now I have heard of wild indian powers and native mystics, but never in my life have i actually experienced it. This Man, our personal tour guide for the day, which is astonishing in itself (thanks to Mrs. Paris) was a real life Navajo legend. He has forever inspired me and for that I am thankful.

O yeah the canyon was too beautiful to describe so I am not even going to try

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