Joy Harjo is our current United States Poet Laureate, and the first enrolled member of a Native American tribe to hold the position. Harjo began writing in the early 1970s as a college student and in the decades since has published eight books of poetry, a memoir and two books for young audiences.\u00a0<\/span>Her latest collection, titled An American Sunrise<\/span><\/a>, was published this year. Harjo has said<\/span><\/a> that, \u201cMy poems are about confronting the kind of society that would diminish Native people, disappear us from the story of this country.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n This statement seems particularly poignant on Indigenous Peoples\u2019 Day, which is celebrated annually on the second Monday in October.\u00a0<\/span>Indigenous Peoples\u2019 Day celebrates and honors Native American peoples and commemorates their histories and cultures. It is an intentional reframing that seeks to flip the script on the U.S. federal holiday of Columbus Day, and an increasing number of cities and states<\/span><\/a> celebrate Indigenous People\u2019s Day.<\/p>\n Relatedly, I was excited to learn that the new annual Common Read<\/a> in my chosen tradition of Unitarian Universalism is the powerful book An Indigenous Peoples\u2019 History of the United States,<\/i> by Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz. That book was published a few years ago, and I\u2019ve posted about it previously<\/span><\/a>. There is also a new version, An Indigenous Peoples\u2019 History of the United States for Young People<\/i>. I highly recommend both books.<\/span><\/p>\n Considering, however, the ultimate defeat of the Dakota Access Pipeline protesters, it is sobering to remember the words of the preeminent Indian law scholar Felix Cohen who warned that the treatment of Native Americans should be viewed as the \u201ccanary in the coal mine.\u201d Most of you probably know the practice of miners taking a canary (a type of bird) in a cage with them into a coal mine: If dangerous gases were building up in the tunnel, the gases would be fatal to the smaller canary before it would kill the larger miners\u2014so the canary death was a signal to escape the mine immediately. <\/span><\/p>\n Thus, from Cohen\u2019s perspective, the treatment of Native Americans in U.S. history is the \u201ccanary in the coal mine\u201d of how we will all be treated if we don\u2019t act together against climate change and wealth inequality. As one Indigenous activist has written, from a Native American perspective, the potential sixth mass extinction on this planet from climate change means that, \u201cWe\u2019re all on the reservation now\u201d<\/b> (ix).<\/span><\/p>\n Now, don\u2019t get me wrong, as I\u2019ve shared previously, I am all for seeking creative solutions<\/span><\/a> for mitigating climate change. But as we already face the ongoing effects of climate change, there is significant Indigenous wisdom for how we might live, adapt, and act. After all, as historians remind us:<\/span><\/p>\n To be a person of direct Indigenous descent in the U.S. today is to have survived a genocide of cataclysmic proportions. Some Native people have described the experience of living in today\u2019s world as post apocalyptic. Based on sheer numbers, if we assume an estimate of eighteen million Indigenous people on the continent north of Mesoamerica in 1492 and compare that number to the Native American population count of roughly 228,0000 in the 1890 census\u2014the nadir of the Native American population\u2014we see a population decline of approximately 99 percent.<\/b> (49)<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n Learning more about history from an Indigenous perspective is both a warning (\u201cthe canary in the coal mine\u201d) and a resource for resilience.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Dr. Kimmerer is an enrolled member of the Citizen Potawatomi Nation as well as a Distinguished Teaching Professor of Environmental Biology at SUNY (the State University of New York) and the founding director of the Center for Native Peoples and the Environment. More simply, she is a plant scientist and<\/i> a poet<\/strong> (29). But for a long time she was told that she couldn\u2019t be both\u2014that she had to choose, and for many years she chose science. <\/span><\/p>\n She found the field of botany fascinating. But she would also find herself captivated by a plants through a poetic gaze. And on the one hand, it is useful and informative to know that the scientific classification for the Canada Goldenrod is Solidago canadensis<\/i> from the Aster family: <\/span><\/p>\n This is a herbaceous perennial plant with a central stem that is 2-6\u2032 tall\u2026. The alternate leaves are about 4-6\u2033 long and 1\u2033 wide, becoming slightly smaller towards the apex of the plant. They are lanceolate [shaped like the head of a lance] to broadly linear in shape, and usually have small teeth along the margins, otherwise the margins are smooth\u2026.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n The scientific description goes on at length from there. And I\u2019m grateful this information is available. On the other hand, consider this description of the same plant:<\/span><\/p>\n If a fountain could jet bouquets of chrome yellow in dazzling arches of chrysanthemum fireworks, that would be Canada Goldenrod. Each three-foot stem is a geyser of tiny gold daisies, ladylike in miniature, exuberant en masse<\/i>.\u00a0 <\/span>Where the soil is damp enough, they stand side by side with their perfect counterpart, New England Asters. Not the pale domesticates of the perennial border, the weak sauce of lavender or sky blue, but full-on royal purple that would make a violet shrink. The daisy-like fringes of purple petals surround a disc as bright as the sun at high noon, a golden-orange pool, just a tantalizing shade darker than the surrounding goldenrod. Alone, each is a botanical superlative. Together, the visual effect is stunning. Purple and gold, the herald colors of the king and queen of the meadow, a regal procession in complementary colors. (40-41)<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n Dr. Kimmerer ends that poetic description with the words: \u201cI wanted to know why.\u201d Notice that the scientific impulse remains amidst the poetry. And from my perspective, it is less the science and more the poetry that makes me want to go out into a field and study flowers for hours. But it is also the poetry and beauty of the initial attraction that makes me then want to go back and later dive into the science. But Kimmerer was told by her academic advisor \u201cIf you want to study beauty, you should go to art school\u201d<\/strong> (41). <\/span><\/p>\n So for many years to survive as an Indigenous woman in the white male-dominated world of science, she chose science alone. And by all means, science also can be a powerful and transformative worldview. But not long after she earned her Ph.D., she received a fateful invitation<\/span><\/p>\n to a small gathering of Native elders, to talk about traditional knowledge of plants\u2026. A Navajo woman without a day of university botany training in her life\u2014spoke for hours and I hung on every word. One by one, name by name, she told of the planets in her valley. Where each one lived, when it bloomed, who it liked to live near and all its relationships, who ate it, who lined their nest with its fibers, what kind of medicine it offered. She also shared the stories held by those plants, their origin myths, how they got their names, and what they have to tell us. She spoke of beauty.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n The newly-minted Dr. Kimmerer said, \u201cHer words were like smelling salts waking me to what I had known\u2026\u201d<\/b> (44).<\/span><\/p>\n By no means did this awakening mean leaving science behind. Rather it meant adding additional perspectives. As Native scholar Greg Cajete has written, \u201cIn indigenous ways of knowing, we understand a thing only when we understand it with all four aspects of our being: mind, body, emotion, and spirit\u201d <\/b>(47). Science is a one transformative way of knowing, especially through mind. And indigenous practices point us toward additional ways of knowing through the wisdom of our body, mind, emotions, and spirit.<\/span><\/p>\n Related to indigenous ways of experiencing the world, I also appreciated Dr. Kimmerer\u2019s reflections on her experience as a young child of being required to say the \u201cPledge of Allegiance\u201d in school. She remembers, \u201cThe pledge was a puzzlement to me, as I\u2019m sure it is to most students. I had no earthly idea what a republic even was, and was none too sure about God, either. And you didn\u2019t have to be an eight-year-old Indian to know that \u2018liberty and justice for all\u2019 was a questionable premise.\u2019\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n More recently, she received a call from her daughter\u2019s teacher when her daughter chose to sit silently in her desk instead of rising to repeat the pledge. Her daughter said, \u201cMom, I\u2019m not going to stand there and lie. And it\u2019s not exactly liberty if they force you to say it, it is\u201d<\/strong> (106)? From the mouths of babes\u2026.<\/span><\/p>\n To give you a little more background, consider that the Pledge of Allegiance was first used in public schools<\/span><\/a> on October 12,1892, during Columbus Day observances\u201d\u2014which is precisely the day that is being reframed as Indigenous Peoples\u2019 Day. As the bumper sticker says, \u201cI love my country, but I think we should start seeing other people.\u201d<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n In that spirit, Kimmerer compares the daily recitation of the U.S. Pledge of Allegiance with the \u201cWords That Come Before All Else\u201d recited at the beginning of each week in the ancestral homelands of the Onondaga Nation, where she owns a home (107). Significantly longer than the relatively short U.S. Pledge, the Words, also known as \u201cGreeting and Thanks to the Natural World\u201d is a litany of gratitude for multitudinous aspects of this wondrous Earth on which we find ourselves\u00a0 <\/span>(108). <\/span><\/p>\n Kimmerer writes:<\/span><\/p>\n Imagine raising children in a culture in which gratitude is the first priority\u2026. You can\u2019t listen to the Thanksgiving Address without feeling wealthy. And, while expressing gratitude seems innocent enough, it is a revolutionary idea. In a consumer society, contentment is a radical proposition<\/b>. (111)<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n If you choose to read Braiding Sweetgrass<\/i>, you can get a much more expansive taste for Kimmerer\u2019s perspective as well as a much longer excerpt of the Onondaga Thanksgiving Addresses. For now, I will conclude with the final stanza of the Thanksgiving Address:<\/span><\/p>\n We have now arrived at the place where we end our words. Of all the things we have named, it is not our intention to leave anything out. If something was forgotten, we leave it to each individual to send such greetings and thanks in their own way. And now our minds are one. (117)<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n The Rev. Dr. Carl Gregg is a certified spiritual director, a D.Min. graduate of San Francisco Theological Seminary,\u00a0and the minister of the\u00a0Unitarian Universalist Congregation of Frederick<\/a>, Maryland.\u00a0Follow him on\u00a0Facebook<\/a>\u00a0(facebook.com\/carlgregg) and\u00a0Twitter<\/a>\u00a0(@carlgregg).<\/em><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/wp-media.patheos.com\/blogs\/sites\/47\/2019\/10\/grass.png\")
<\/a>And when I reflect what it can mean to be in solidarity with Indigenous Peoples\u2019 rights in today\u2019s world, one of the first things that comes to mind is the Dakota Access Pipeline protests. Although the pipeline was eventually built, the nearly yearlong effort was the most significant Indigenous protest in decades<\/strong> (since the 1960s and early 1970s). And it succeeded in both bringing together more than three hundred tribal nations as part of the struggle and in raising awareness about climate justice (Gilio-Whitaker <\/span><\/a>10).<\/span><\/p>\n\n
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<\/a>Along those lines of seeking signs of hope that remain despite the long history trauma and betrayal, have you ever had the experience of hearing about a book from a bunch of different people? Most recently that has been the case for me with the book Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge and the Teachings of Plants<\/span><\/a> by Robin Wall Kimmerer. It was published in 2013, and for the past few years, I kept hearing the\u00a0 <\/span>book referenced\u2014and people saying in response, \u201cI love that book.\u201d And I would agree that it is a beautiful meditation on living in this world from someone who deeply loves both science and Indigenous wisdom. <\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n\n
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