Saturday, January 13, 2018

Touch my Tears Tales from the Trail of Tears. Foreword by Julie Cantrell edited by Sarah Elizabeth Sawyer

Sarah Elisabeth Sawyer is back with a new, very interesting book called:
Touch my Tears Tales from the Trail of Tears. Foreword by Julie Cantrell.
Sarah Elisabeth edited this book for let know to everyone the tragic episodes occurred to her Native American tribe in 1830: Choctaw lost in fact their pacific battle for continuing to stay in their native land because of the Treaty of Dancing Rabbit Creek.

In the past they had always lived pacifically in Mississippi.

The advent of the white man changed everything.
Choctaw loved Mississippi, they were planters, they were pacific individuals, but it didn't count.

They were constricted to leave their land for an Indian new Homeland located in Okhlaoma.

It was a shock for most of them because they spent their existence in Mississippi.
They built in Mississippi their life. There, they raised children, became old, buried during the years parents, relatives, friends.

Considering the profound connection in grade to being established by Native Americans, it was more hard than for anyone else to saying good-bye to the past.

Native Americans lived and some of them still live a profound cosmic connection with nature. The structure of Native American religion is not a pyramidic structure with a creature more important than another one. Each creature is dominant and important for the order of the world.
It's a cosmic, beautiful religion, where creatures speak all together, where there is harmony, where humans are integrant part of nature, in fusion with it.

All the time I read a book about Native Americans a big and profound relaxation descend upon me. The universal, cosmic religion of the Native Americans, their wise words are in grade to relaxing me.
Native Americans connect them in a strong way with all the creatures of this world with a purity that the so-called white man can't reach.

Choctaw considered this terrible fact as a betrayel because Choctaw and the other folks arrived from Europe were very well connected together.So, why this?

Everyone who wanted to continue to stay in Mississippi a marked person, everyone needed to go away.

Thanks to their spiritualism, Choctaw thought that they would have survived thanks to their sacred spirit.

The first Story tells the story of Rising Fawn, captured by a white family of Memphis with profound desire of having and raising a kid.

The little girl remembers what they said her: to be a seed, to keep alive her sacred spirit.
Rising Fawn tries her best. At the beginning she misses her family a lot. She doesn't like at all her new family. Then she understands that her new parents are worried for her, because they don't know if she is happy with them, and they are also very sorry for themselves.
They live in great solitude.
It's Christmas Time and Rising Fawn starts to know the meaning of Christmas.

At that time Christmas meant materually some oranges, sweet candies, it was the same also in our rural community and a good dress for the mass of Christmas.
Slowly Rising Fawn will understand that this one is her real family and that there is a new religion as well, but the Great Spirit exists in this new one as well and Rising Fawn understands that her seeds will be planted in this new place with this new family, without forgetting her origins and remembering her past as the sweetest memory she will keep in her heart.


Toward the Setting Sun is the story of a family who abandons their place but that unfortunately will lose someone during that long trip looking with serenity, at the same time at what this trip meant in terms of loss and in terms of opportunity.

Somewhere William Wallace Smiled is the story of Wild-at-Heart and his terrible sin and a story to tell, forever during his life.

All these stories, there are many more, are great, inspirational, and they want to transmit hope, sweetness, through a historical moment difficult for the Choctaw and plenty of sufferance. Because, after all, and let's hope it, after a long night, there is always a new day.

Highly suggested.

Anna Maria Polidori




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