American
Indians Words Of Wisdom
Wars are fought to see who owns the land, but in the end it possesses man. Who dares say he owns it- is he not buried beneath it?"
"The
Cherokee legacy is that we are a people who face adversity, survive,
adapt, prosper and excel."
"And
to fulfill this legacy, we must ask the questions...
Where
will we be as people five, ten, fifty or one hundred years from
now?
Do we brag about our full blood ancestor or do we brag about our Indian grandchildren?
Do we live in the past or do we focus on the future?
Is being Cherokee a novelty or a way of life?
Is being Cherokee a heritage or a future?
Do we brag about our full blood ancestor or do we brag about our Indian grandchildren?
Do we live in the past or do we focus on the future?
Is being Cherokee a novelty or a way of life?
Is being Cherokee a heritage or a future?
Our
ancestors who walked the grounds of this capitol building
resoundingly cry, 'Don’t forget the legacy we passed on. Don’t
let it lapse. Pass it on, stronger and stronger to your children. Let
the Cherokee language laugh, speak and sing again. Let our history be
known and discussed. Live by our wisdom. Don’t let us die as a
people. If you do then all our sacrifice will be for nothing and you
will lose those things that fulfill your life.'"
Principal
of the Cherokee Nation, Chief Chad Smith
"Being
Indian is mainly in your heart. It's a way of walking with the earth
instead of upon it. A lot of the history books talk about us Indians
in the past tense, but we don't plan on going anywhere... We have
lost so much, but the thing that holds us together is that we all
belong to and are protectors of the earth; that's the reason for us
being here. Mother Earth is ot a resource, she is an heirloom."
David
Ipinia, Yurok Artist, Sacramento, CA
"The
strength of our future, lies in the protecting of our past."
Seminole
Elder
"The
Earth was created by the assistance of the sun, and it should be left
as it was. The country was made with no lines of demarcation, and
it's no man's business to divide it. I see the whites all over the
country gaining wealth, and I see the desire to give us lands which
are worthless.
The
Earth and myself are of one mind. Perhaps you think the Creator sent
you here to dispose of us as you see fit. If I thought you were sent
by the creator, I might he induced to think you had a right to
dispose of me.
Do
not misunderstand me; but understand me fully with reference to my
affection for the land. I never said the land was mine to do with as
I choose. The one who has a right to dispose of it is the one who
created it. I claim a right to live on my land, and accord you the
privilege to return to yours.
Brother,
we have listened to your talk coming from our father, the Great White
Chief in Washington, and my people have called upon me to reply to
you.
The
winds which pass through these aged pines we hear the moaning of
departed ghosts, and if the voice of our people could have been
heard, that act would never have been done. But alas though they
stood around they could neither be seen nor heard. Their tears fell
like drops of rain.
I hear
my voice in the depths of the forest but no answering voice comes
back to me. All is silent around me. My words must therefore be few.
I can now say no more. He is silent for he has nothing to answer when
the sun goes down."
Thunder
Rolling in the Mountains-Chief Joseph, Nez Perce
"Our
fathers gave us many laws which they had learned from their fathers.
They told us to treat all men as they treated us. That we should
never be the first to break a bargain. That it was a disgrace to tell
a lie. That we should speak only the truth. We were taught to believe
that the Great Spirit sees and hears everything and that he never
forgets. This I believe and all my people believe the same."
Thunder
Rolling in the Mountains-Chief Joseph, Nez Perce
Wars are fought to see who owns the land, but in the end it possesses man. Who dares say he owns it- is he not buried beneath it?"
Cochise,
Chiricahua Apache
"When
you are a person who belongs to a community, you have to know who you
are. You have to know who your relatives are, and as a tribe
have to know where we came from..."
Charlotte
Black Elk, Oglala Sioux
"A
Nation is not conquered until the hearts of its women are on the
ground. Then it is done, no matter how brave its warriors nor how
strong its weapons."
Cheyenne
"Have
patience. All things change in due time. Wishing cannot bring autumn
glory or cause winter to cease."
Ginaly-li,
Cherokee
Lose
your temper and you lose a friend; lie and you lose yourself."
Hopi
"With all things and in all things, we are relatives."
"With all things and in all things, we are relatives."
Sioux
"Kinship with all creatures of the earth, sky and water was a real and active principle. And so close did some of the Lakotas come to their feathered and furred friends that in true brotherhood they spoke a common tongue.
The animals had rights...
the right of man's protection,
the right to live,
the right to multiply,
the right to freedom, and
the right to man's indebtedness."
"Kinship with all creatures of the earth, sky and water was a real and active principle. And so close did some of the Lakotas come to their feathered and furred friends that in true brotherhood they spoke a common tongue.
The animals had rights...
the right of man's protection,
the right to live,
the right to multiply,
the right to freedom, and
the right to man's indebtedness."
Luther
Standing Bear, Teton Sioux
"We
who are clay blended by the Master Potter, come from the kiln of
Creation in many hues. How can people say one skin is colored, when
each has its own coloration? What should it matter that one bowl is
dark and the other pale, if each is of good design and serves its
purpose well."
Polingaysi
Qoyawayma, Hopi
"Walk
on a rainbow trail, walk on a trail of song, and all about you will
be beauty. There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow
trail."
Navajo
Song
What
is life?
It is the flash of a firefly in the night.
It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time.
It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset."
It is the flash of a firefly in the night.
It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time.
It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset."
Crowfoot,
Blackfoot
"Hold
on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you."
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you."
Pueblo
Blessing
"There
is no such thing as 'part-Cherokee.' Either you're Cherokee or you’re
not.
It
isn't the quantity of Cherokee blood in your veins that is important,
but the quality of it . . . your pride in it. I have seen full-bloods
who have virtually no idea of the great legacy entrusted to their
care. Yet, I have seen people with as little as 1/500th blood quantum
who inspire the spirits of their ancestors because they make being
Cherokee a proud part of their everyday life."
Jim
Pell: Principal Chief of the North Alabama Cherokee Tribe
"I
think the Spirit, is the one thing we have to rely on. It has been
handed to us as a live and precious coal. And each generation has to
make that decision whether they want to blow on that coal to keep it
alive or throw it away... Our language, our histories and culture are
like a big ceremonial fire that's been kicked and stomped and
scattered...Out in the darkness we can see those coals glowing. But
our generation, whether in tribal government or wherever we find
ourselves - Choctaw, Cherokee, Chickasaw, Creek, Seminole - are coal
gatherers. We bring the coals back, assemble them and breathe on them
again, so we can spark a flame around which we might warm ourselves."
Gary
White Deer, Chickasaw
"Learn
how to withhold judgment
Learn to listen
Get in touch with your own inner self
Look at life with joy
Don't ever cry over something that cannot cry over you."
Learn to listen
Get in touch with your own inner self
Look at life with joy
Don't ever cry over something that cannot cry over you."
Cheewa
James, Modoc
"When
the last red man shall have become a myth among the white men, when
your children's children think themselves alone in the field, upon
the highway or in the silence of the pathless woods, they will not be
alone. In all the earth there is no place dedicated to solitude. At
night when the streets of your cities are silent, they will throng
with the returning hosts that once filled them and still love this
beautiful land. The white man will never be alone."
Chief
Seattle, Suquamish/Duwamish 1790-1866
"You
have noticed that everything an Indian does is in a circle, and that
is because the Power of the World always works in circles, and
everything tries to be round.
In
the old days all our power came to us from the sacred hoop of the
nation and so long as the hoop was unbroken the people flourished.
The flowering tree was the living center of the hoop, and the circle
of the four quarters nourished it. The east gave peace and light, the
south gave warmth, the west gave rain and the north with its cold and
mighty wind gave strength and endurance. This knowledge came to us
from the outer world with our religion.
Everything
the power of the world does is done in a circle. The sky is round and
I have heard that the earth is round like a ball and so are all the
stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls. Birds make their
nests in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours. The sun
comes forth and goes down again in a circle. The moon does the same
and both are round. Even the seasons form a great circle in their
changing and always come back again to where they were.
The
life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is
in everything where power moves. Our teepees were round like the
nests of birds, and these were always set in a circle, the nation's
hoop, a nest of many nests, where the Great Spirit meant for us to
hatch our children."
Black
Elk, Oglala Sioux
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