I haven’t had much time for myself
during the last couple of weeks because we have a Japanese student staying with
us. She is delightful, curious and
intelligent. It has made me stop and question and explain many of the routine
things that I do and say each day. I am really enjoying the chance to see my
world through fresh eyes, encouraging me to interpret American customs and
actions.
My daughter has been studying the
present plight of Native Americans, especially the Lakota tribe that lives at
Pine Ridge. It is a complicated, tragic situation and explaining it to our
friend from Japan has caused me to really be ashamed of how disrespectfully and
cruelly we are still treating these original keepers of this land we live on. There is a very powerful talk that was given
by Aaron Huey, a photographer who has taken some amazing pictures at Pine Ridge.Here
is a link to Huey’s presentation that I hope you will watch: http://www.ted.com/talks/aaron_huey
There are some shocking statistics, like
the average life span of men on the reservation is 47 and women is 52. In many of the photos, there are horses, some
with young men riding them without saddles or bridles. I was really drawn to the closeness and the
understanding that clearly exists between them.
The horses appear to me to know so much about the suffering and seem to
be there in some way to protect them.
I spent some time alone with Silk
last night before dinner, just standing with her and rubbing her neck, leaning
on her back. I thought about Huey’s
photos and what he said: “The
suffering of indigenous peoples is not a simple issue to fix. It's not
something everyone can get behind the way they get behind helping Haiti, or
ending AIDS, or fighting a famine. The "fix," as it's called, may be
much more difficult for the dominant society than, say, a $50 check or a church
trip to paint some graffiti-covered houses, or a suburban family donating a box
of clothes they don't even want anymore. So where does that leave us? Shrugging
our shoulders in the dark? The United States continues on a daily basis to violate the
terms of the 1851 and 1868 Fort Laramie Treaties with the Lakota… Honor the
treaties. Give back the Black Hills. It's not your business what they do with
them.” Huey has started a non-profit called Honor the Treaties (http://www.honorthetreaties.org).
I live every day with my horses
reminding me what is important about not losing the rituals of our
ancestors, protecting the water and land where we live and leaving our children
a world that can sustain them and offer them some hope for their children’s
future. So, I believe it is also time for us to
honor the Sunka Wakan Oyate (Horse) Nation and pay attention to them.
2 comments:
Thank you, Victoria!
I jumped onto your blog this morning from Skoog Farm sidebar. (I'm a friend of Lori's and one of her art students). I had never heard of this young photographer, but was interested in learning more about Pine Ridge. It was so long ago that I read Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee, one of the most memorable books I've ever read. Those photographs have been burned into my brain ever since.
It's good to see Aaron Huey cares so deeply about these people. His talk made me cry, too! Now his photographs will be in my head for the rest of my life, along with the ones taken at Wounded Knee.
Tina Eibl
Great blog, very enjoyable read
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