"When I was a boy this is what the old men told me (traditional Cherokee beginning, similar to our "once upon a time"). Long long ago, but long after Yowa gave us life. Our ancestors came up from under the earth in the cold lands far far to the northwest. Too many of us lived there, and the earth suffered from feeding us all. To lighten the burden on the land Yowa ordered the sun to lead those willing to another place. Our ancestors were those who choose to leave the land under the earth at the call of the mighty sun who promised to guide us to a better place.
After a long and hard journey, we followed the sun to this place but the moon-eyed people already lived here. They were a people who had foresworn the sun and all those who lived by it. This made the sun very angry, and in its fury, the sun tried to blind them with daylight. This failed because the moon-eyed poeple were clever and had understood that that light would hurt them. So they woke only with the moon and slept through day. When they discovered our ancestors sleeping in the night, they attacked us. We were not yet as strong as we would be, and the attacked using surprise but our hearts were brave and full of light so we pushed them away from this land and made it ours.
Long did we live there and our people who would become the a-ni'-yun-wi-ya' ("principal people", it is what the Cherokee called themselves until they adopted a name other tribes used, chilokee which means people of other language.) were a great and strong people, and lived with much land. So much that our nation had seven tribes inside it and spread over the land. There was a-ni'-tsi-s-kwa the bird people, a-ni'-ka-wî' the deer people, a-ni'-wa'-yah the wolf people, a-ni'-ga-to'-ge-wî' the wild potato people, a-ni'-wo'-di the paint people, a-ni'-sa'-ho-ni the blue people, a-ni'-gi-lô-hi' the long haired people.
Seven is a sacred number. The seven tribes each had their tongues and their legends and stories that they would share when the tribes would meet for councils or in the fall for the trade and festival. It was time of prosperity. Our people were happy and lived with the great spirits. So it was for many many long and good years. But then came the winds of change..."
May 3, 2010
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Very interesting!
ReplyDeleteThis was very intriguing. So much knowledge that you share here. I love discovering new interesting facts and believes in ancient cultures.
ReplyDeleteHave a great Monday.;)
xo
Hello Alli-Allo
ReplyDeleteHeya Zuzana!
Glad you're finding this interesting... the next part is not as pleasant, but hopefully still interesting. Thanks for dropping by.
Oh the winds of change...*sigh*
ReplyDeleteHere they come again.
hello Annie.
ReplyDelete: / Yeah, we all know where this is going.
I love Indian lore. This is pulling me in. The number seven appears in so many different cultures and myths. I have to wonder why.....
ReplyDeleteReally enjoying reading this! Looking forward to the next excerpt.
ReplyDeleteHello Kass. nice to see you. : j
ReplyDeleteSeven... Yeah, but then I wonder if that isn't entirely coincidental. Because you can find mystic meanings for pretty much all of the digits, if you scan all cultures and history. Sure, there will be some overlap...
Tangentially, it's interesting to note how widespread myths about dragons are... Native Americans, central/south Americans, Asians, Hindus, Africans, Inuits, Polynesians, and probably others I don't know about all have tales about creatures that can be labeled as dragons.
Coincidence? Parallel evolution? Actual dragons on earth? Ancestral word of mouth tales spawned from misunderstood fossils?
I'm delighted you're enjoying this, Talli. The next parts are going to be a bit less enjoyable.
ReplyDeleteI'm curious to see what you'll think of them. Cheers.