To my nostr friends, tonight I share with you a couple treasures of Native American historical significance. First is the knowledge I’m finding very interesting in the recently published book, They Had Names. I always knew that my history classes left many hundreds of years out my American history classes but never understood why, or what was the history of the Native Americans long before the Europeans came. This has long been a mystery, until now. I am eating this book up.
Also near to my heart is this beautiful tobacco bag that my mom made for me back years ago.
The story is that when you hunted you were to give back something for when you harvested an animal. As the culture practiced, men would place tobacco or something in the area where the harvest took place. In any case it made for a great reason for me to wear this bag when I hunted. She took many hours to bran tan the buckskin leather, plan the design, and sew all the intricate beadwork on it.
We have Choctaw on her side and some on the Dawes rolls Native American census (1908?). Anyway, it’s just beautiful thing I will always cherish from her. #art of all kinds is such a wonderful and powerful emotive thing. Thankful for nostr that I can leave this here and some of my friends will appreciate it as I do.