Ties to the land
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Arab Nights (imported)
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Ties to the land
Specifically, I know from several personal conversations and reading that the Navajos on the Arizona-NM-Colo-UT border are taught to be tightly tied to their land. A recent Arizona Highways article called it dii'eh shishi k'eyah which is translated as a sense of place or belonging. I (non-Indian) feel a strong attachment to the (some) land, which is why I do what I do. I am wondering if others also feel that emotional attachment. Personally, I doubt many do, but I do not really know and am just curious. Any takers?
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DeaconBlues (imported)
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Re: Ties to the land
I feel very strong ties to my land, there is so so so much personal history for me here where I live. I SERIOUSLY WISH I could break the ties, I wish I was not so attached to this place.
My very first memories are of helping my family build this home that I live in today. When I was barely able to walk, my older siblings showed me how to put nails into the subfloor, they would snap a chalkline for me to show me where I needed to put the nails. I could barely hold a hammer, but I LOVED to be part of the family building project. We (my mother and siblings) all built this home just after my father had been murdered. Mother had bought this land at a very low price because it had been the town dump, where people just left their junk, and the property was considered the least desirable back then.
This land was also rumored to be "haunted" by a native American woman's ghost, she went crazy (ala "Andrea Yates") and killed all her children and her drunk husband, and then committed suicide... her ghost was said to thirst for the blood of children, so she would kill any children who ventured into the canyon.
My father, maternal grandmother, grandfather, sister-in-law, and uncle are buried here in our private family cemetery (Just one little aside note here - PLEASE! If you are one of the innumerable priggish TWITS who think it is "creepy" or "just wierd" to have a private family cemetery... well KEEP IT TO YOURSELF! I grew up getting a lot of abuse and ostricization from other children who thought I must be "creepy to have his father buried right there where he lives...")
I grew up here, learned how to ride a horse, shoot and hunt, and then I really fouled up and went away for a "brief stint" (21 years) in Uncle Sam's Yacht Club ("Navy"), THAT was the worst misteak I ever made!
Now, my son is learning his archery, and how to drive a stick shift, shoot, keep 4H livestock, all that history here on the property my mother managed to pay for by selling her home baked goods.
Yes, I feel very strong ties to this land. I honestly wish I did not have these ties but that is just the way things are, my soul and personality are rooted here.
My very first memories are of helping my family build this home that I live in today. When I was barely able to walk, my older siblings showed me how to put nails into the subfloor, they would snap a chalkline for me to show me where I needed to put the nails. I could barely hold a hammer, but I LOVED to be part of the family building project. We (my mother and siblings) all built this home just after my father had been murdered. Mother had bought this land at a very low price because it had been the town dump, where people just left their junk, and the property was considered the least desirable back then.
This land was also rumored to be "haunted" by a native American woman's ghost, she went crazy (ala "Andrea Yates") and killed all her children and her drunk husband, and then committed suicide... her ghost was said to thirst for the blood of children, so she would kill any children who ventured into the canyon.
My father, maternal grandmother, grandfather, sister-in-law, and uncle are buried here in our private family cemetery (Just one little aside note here - PLEASE! If you are one of the innumerable priggish TWITS who think it is "creepy" or "just wierd" to have a private family cemetery... well KEEP IT TO YOURSELF! I grew up getting a lot of abuse and ostricization from other children who thought I must be "creepy to have his father buried right there where he lives...")
I grew up here, learned how to ride a horse, shoot and hunt, and then I really fouled up and went away for a "brief stint" (21 years) in Uncle Sam's Yacht Club ("Navy"), THAT was the worst misteak I ever made!
Now, my son is learning his archery, and how to drive a stick shift, shoot, keep 4H livestock, all that history here on the property my mother managed to pay for by selling her home baked goods.
Yes, I feel very strong ties to this land. I honestly wish I did not have these ties but that is just the way things are, my soul and personality are rooted here.
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Re: Ties to the land
Have ties here from the 1500s and beyond considering that my maternal haplogroup is "B" from Puebloan (and/or plains indian but not from Central America) ancestry.