Navajo Medicine Man

He was tall, maybe six foot four, and rail thin. Speaking to a mostly white audience at the Presbyterian church and with young Navajo body guards on either side, he spoke of having to put away the sacred bundles for a year because his people were not worthy of them and had fallen off the true path.

At times he became so anguished and frustrated at putting his thoughts into
english that he switched to Navajo to vent his frustration and perhaps ask the Creator for help.

He noticed the great wooden beams in the church where he spoke and said many “old ones” were used here and should be acknowledged.

After his talk he folded himself into the back of a black Chevy Suburban with darkened windows. His young body guards got in after him and he left.

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