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The

Beauty Path

A

Native American Journey Into

One

Love

I-dication

 

This is

" i-dicated " to all the Native American Wisdomkeepers whose words

bring

this book to life:

 

Leon

Shenandoah (Iroquois)

 

Roland

Manakaja (Havasupai)

 

Supai

Waters (Havasupai)

 

Radford

Quamahongnewa (Hopi)

 

Dawn

Mapatis-Quamahongnewa (Hopi)

 

Thanks

 

To my

wife, Julia, for her constant support and for taking these

journeys

with me.

 

Author's

notes

All the

events and people in this book are accurately portrayed. The

dialogs

and conversations are transcribed directly from video footage

and are

the speakers' exact words.

 

Throughout

the book, I use the terms " white man, " " white culture, "

" European, "

and " Anglo. " There is only for clarity sake and I do not

mean to

imply anything discussed is due to one's skin color but rather

is due

to decisions by individuals and the cultures we live under -

which

can bring out the best or worst in us all.

 

I love

a people who have always made me feel welcome to the best they had.

 

I love

a people who are honest without laws, who have no jails and no

poorhouses.

 

I love

a people who keep the commandments without ever having read them

or

heard them preached from the pulpit.

 

I love

a people who never swear, who never take the name of God in vain.

 

I love

a people who love their neighbor as they love themselves.

 

I love

a people who worship God without a bible, for I believe that God

loves

them also.

 

I love

a people whose religion is all the same, and who are free from

religious

animosity.

 

I love

a people who have never raised a hand against me, or stole my

property,

where there was no law to punish them for either.

 

I love

a people who have never fought a battle with white men, except on

their

own ground.

 

I love

and don't fear mankind where God has made and left them, for

there

they are children.

 

I love

a people who live and keep what is their own without locks and keys.

 

I love

a people who do the best they can.

 

And oh,

how I love a people who don't live for the love of money.

 

-George

Catlin (1796-1872), world famous Indian artist who lived among

the

Native Americans for years and visited forty-eight tribes.

 

 

Chapter

One

The

Hopi Way

" Each

of us are put on this earth to do some task, which is to fulfill

our

life purpose. We come at different times, with others to follow us

just as

we followed those who had gone before. They say we come to this

world

just to visit. Our behavior is tested and then we go to the next

phase

or sequence of life. Some of us leave good marks, some do not. "

-The

Hopi Elderly Elders in their newsletter, Techqua Ikachi

 

" By

and by, Jah show every man him hand and Jah has shown I mine. "

-Bob

Marley

 

For

five years, from 2000 to 2005, my wife, Julia, our teenage daughter,

Alicia

and myself, made many journeys to the island of Jamaica to seek

out the

roots of One Love - unconditional love - that was reflected in

the

island's music, especially that of international superstar Bob

Marley

and other conscious reggae musicians. During this time we wrote

two

books on our spiritual odyssey, Rasta Heart:A Journey Into One Love

and The

Gathering of the Healers:The Healing of the Nations. We also

organized

and hosted 54 free " One Love Concerts " on the island, most

held in

inner-city schools, to reflect back to them their message of

love

and forgiveness. Many reggae recording artists performed for free

at

these concerts. Little did we know that this path would eventually

take us

on a similar journey through several Native American tribes in

our own

country. This book is the story of that journey into One Love.

It

began in July of 2003, while we were still working on The Gathering

of the

Healers, our second book of our Jamaican journey. Julia and I

decided

to visit the remote Havasupai Indian Reservation isolated on the

floor

of the Grand Canyon in Arizona to try to learn more about a

Jamaican-Native

American link. We had read that many tribal members

revered

Bob Marley as a prophet and had been embracing his music since

the

mid-1970s. For many Havasupais, Marley's music had become their

tribal

drumbeat.

(Bob

Marley's music is considered by millions worldwide as a spiritual

path

leading us, as one author wrote, " from one state of consciousness

called

'Babylon' to another state called 'Zion.' " The New York Times

called

him " the most influential artist of the second half of the

twentieth

century. " From 1976 until his tragic death at 36 from cancer

in

1981, his concerts were sold out, especially in Third World countries

where

he was seen as a symbol of hope for eventual liberation from

oppression

and poverty. He could draw 180,000 in Milan one night and

100,000

in Dublin the next. In one twelve-city tour, he performed for

more

than a million fans. Jack Healey of Amnesty International claims

that

Marley, more than any other figure, remains " the symbol of freedom

throughout

the world.' "

Conscious

reggae, often referred to as " roots reggae, " was birthed in

Jamaica

by Marley in the 1970s and early 1980s. There are now many

conscious

reggae recording artists, mostly Rastafarians from Jamaica,

continuing

his legacy. Reggae is perhaps the only music popular in every

country

in the world. To many of the world's illiterate masses, it is a

lyrical

form of social, political and spiritual communication. Reggae's

" one

drop " rhythm matches the human heartbeat and its message is a cry

for

justice and an end to oppression - both by individuals and by

governments.

It also carries a message of love, forgiveness, healing and

spiritual

freedom. As Bob Marley sang, " Emancipate yourself from mental

slavery.

None but ourselves can free our minds. " )

On our

way from our home in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina

to the

Havasupai reservation, we decided to stop at the Hopi Indian

Reservation

about two hundred miles east of the Grand Canyon. Though we

had no

idea if there was any connection between reggae music and the

Hopi,

neighbors of the Havasupai, we thought it would make an

interesting

stopover. A few days before leaving on the trip, I had

bought

two books, The Hopi Survival Kit and Hotevilla:Hopi Shrine of the

Covenant,

written by a 102-year old Hopi Elder Dan Evehema and American

author

Thomas E. Mails and had been reading them as we traveled. What

they

said was fascinating.

Their

name, " Hopi, " which in their language is " Hopisinumu, "

meaning

" peaceful

people, " also refers to any people that are peaceful. Other

interpretations

include " one who follows the path " and " one who walks in

the

right direction. " " Hopi " also has a deeper meaning. It is

" a way of

life

which can continue endlessly. " Some view that being Hopi is more of

a goal

rather than a present reality. There is a constant awareness that

no one

is perfect and yet through good behavior people are trying to

become

Hopi.

The

books I bought explained that the Hopi, like all tribes, were very

spiritually-oriented

and perhaps the oldest and clearest guardians of

ancient

Native American beliefs and practices. As Peter Matthiessen

writes

in his book, In the Spirit of Crazy Horse, " The Hopi

traditionalists

are looked to by other Indians all over the continent

for

guidance in the quest to rediscover and maintain those roots of the

Old Way

that might still nourish the Indian people. "

To this

day, the Hopi have been able to retain their cultural and

religious

ways to a much greater extent than other Native American

tribes.

This is especially true of the Hopi living in Shungopavi on

Second

Mesa, the most traditional of the three Hopi mesas. Due to their

physical

isolation, they were far removed from the path of the new

American

society as it steamrolled from east to west, driven by its

commercial

desires, fueled by its belief in " Manifest Destiny. " Hopiland

was so

barren it offered nothing for the dominant culture to seize

(until

coal was discovered in recent years). They were also the tribe

that

most vigorously resisted abandoning their religious beliefs and

land,

knowing that it would break sacred covenants they had made with

Maasaw,

the Creator's messenger. In fact, they believed it was their

keeping

of their sacred covenants that kept the world in balance.

Turning

off Interstate 40 three days out from our home, we drove two

hours

towards the Hopi reservation, passing only a handful of small

ranches

and only one intersecting road. There were no stores, towns or

other

signs of civilization. The road is a two-lane blacktop - straight

as an

arrow and passing through beautiful but desolate country. It is

mostly

flat and barren with a few rolling hills. The ground is covered

with

scruffy grass, sage, a few low bushes and an occasional tree. Along

the way

you pass some magnificent earth-colored formations, some rising

several

hundred feet above the ground. Off to the west, the San

Francisco

Peaks, just north of Flagstaff, Arizona are visible on the

horizon.

These mountains, the highest in the area, are considered sacred

by all

local tribes including the Hopi and Havasupais. The land feels

ancient

and powerful with petrified trees, dinosaur tracks over 200

million

years old, 12,000-foot high dormant volcanoes, and a huge crater

made by

a meteor that struck 50,000 years ago.

Hopiland,

their ancestral home as well as their present reservation, is

a

collection of eleven small villages, nine with dramatic views as they

hug the

edge of the high cliffs of the Black Mesa. Another village,

Moencopi,

lies fifty miles to the north. Their " Mother Village, "

Shungopavi,

is thought to be the oldest continually inhabited places in

the

Northern Hemisphere (some believe their village of Oraibi is the

oldest).

As we

drove across this barren desert toward Hopiland, I couldn't help

but

wonder why the Hopi had chosen to live here for centuries. Unlike

most of

the other indigenous tribes, there was never any abundance in

their

lives. The land was prone to drought, extreme heat and cold and

sand

storms. There is no surface water - no lakes, streams or creeks. In

ancient

times, there was no secure water sources and villages were

established

- and abandoned - according to water availability from a few

small

springs. Before modern wells were dug and large holding tanks

installed

in the villages, the women had to walk several times each day

a mile

down the steep mesa to a small spring to fill their water jugs.

Water

was precious and there was never enough. From infancy, Hopi were

taught

to use it sparingly. In times of drought, they ate scraps of food

or

walked 250 miles to work as temporary laborers for a neighboring

tribe -

just to get enough food to eat. And yet they have stayed.

 

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Radiating

UNCONDITIONAL LOVE & Truth

To

ALL who share our circle – our universe, our love, our trust.

May

I always be found worthy.

A

key for life:

Gratitude

& Thankfulness to All of Us

ASoaringHawk

Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the

first or last time. Then your time on earth will be filled with joy &

glory.

 

Thank you for YOU!