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Archive 9
As a child I understood how to give ; I have forgotten this grace since
I became civilized...... I lived the natural life , whereas now I live
the artificial. Any pretty pebble was valuable to me then ; every
growing tree an object of reverence.....Now I worship with the white man
before a painted landscape whose value is estimated in dollars ! Thus
the Indian is reconstructed , as the natural rocks are ground to powder
and made into artificial blocks which may be built into the walls of
modern society.
The first American mingled with his pride a singular
humility....spiritual arrogance was foreign to his nature and
teaching....He never claimed that the power of articulate speech was
proof of superiority over the dumb creation ; on the other hand , it is
to him a perilous gift . He believes profoundly in silence....the sign
of a perfect equilibrium......
Silence is the absolute poise or balance of body, mind and spirit....the
man who preserves his selfhood is ever calm and unshaken by the storms
of existence....not a leaf , as it were , astir on the tree ; not a
ripple upon the surface of the shining pool - his , in the mind of the
unlettered sage , is the ideal attitude and conduct of life.
If you ask him : " What is silence ? " he will answer : " It is the
Great Mystery ! "......" The holy silence is His voice ! "
If you ask " What are the fruits of silence ? " he will say : " They are
self -control , true courage or endurance , patience , dignity and
reverence
Silence is the cornerstone of character.
Taken from : Ohiyesa , the celebrated writer looking back over the past.
From ' Touch the Earth '
A self-portrait of Indian Existence.
Love and Light to all.
Nah ' Hak (Melanie)
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