The veterans who stand for standing rock are asked to bring a Panoply of protective gear: body armor, helmets, ear plugs and gas masks in case of attack by humans and hats, parkas, mittens, gloves, boots and socks to insulate from the cold. Today they arrive, tomorrow they protect the water protectors.
I pray that this will be one more step that brings us closer to making Crazy Horse’s final vision reality.
The Teton Sioux Chief Crazy Horse had a final vision in which “He saw his people being driven into spiritual darkness and poverty while the white people prospered in a material way all around them. But even in the darkest times, he saw that the eyes of a few of his people kept the light of dawn and the wisdom of the earth, which they passed on to some of their grandchildren. He saw the coming of automobiles and airplanes, and twice he saw the great darkness and heard the screams and explosions when millions of people died in two great world wars.
“But he saw, after the second great war passed, a time come when his people began to awaken, not all at once, but a few here and there, and then more and more, and he saw that they were dancing in a beautiful light of the Spirit World under the Sacred Tree even while still on Earth. Then he was amazed to see that dancing under the tree were representatives of all races who had become brothers, and he realized that the world would be made new again and in peace and harmony not just by his people, but by members of all races of mankind.”
It felt strange to Construct this little bit of holiday decoration. I kept hearing a voice sarcastically say:
I hope my dying won’t ruin your Christmas.
Of course it will ruin the holidays. I replied. I am terrified for what may happen December Fifth. If anyone tries to remove the Indigenous People, the water protectors from their camp, how can any of us celebrate the holidays. Though I can not travel there, my spirit stands with Standing Rock.
Peace on Earth, Goodwill to Man
How hollow those Christian words sound now. How can the bells toll with hope? Where is Good King Wenceslas? Surely he would stop this madness of removing people from there lodgings in winter’s cold.
But Christmas is a strange holiday. Though it is celebrated by Christians the world over, its roots are unmistakably Pagan. The tree I made with lights, is in my heart symbolic of the trees my Druidic ancestors would have worshiped and of the Tree of Life that is present in ancient religions all over the world. Yggdrasil my Norse ancestors called it.
When my Druidic and Germanic ancestors were converted to Christianity, they kept faith with the Tree of Life by making it part of the Christmas Holiday. Thus they kept alive a tiny portion of my own lost Indigenous culture.
It is for those ancestors I light these lights. In prayer for peace, I remember we were all an Indigenous People somewhere once. The star atop stands for the hope that:
“God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
- The Wrong shall fail,
- The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men.” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
Please don’t let anyone die, please.