The holiday season is
upon us once again, this time of the year I find myself reflecting back to the
days of my youth, the time when being a Mohegan meant much more than a casino.
Sachem Tallfox (my
grandfather) the leader of our traditional American native tribe, while holding
the monthly meeting and on any month of each holiday including thanksgiving (
out people has 4 thanks given meetings one for each season). My grandfather
would always allow his people to express their own belief, as long as the main
expression was always Creator first.
I can still remember an
elder from one of the New York tribes praying to a statue of Buddha, as with
all elders he would sit back while I pestered him with my questions and as with
all of those elders at my time of growing up would not get back to his prayers
until I was complete with his answers.
Keeping in mind that
our clan mothers made sure that every meeting would have a good meal before and
a nice snack for after the meetings at our friendship gathering before heading
back home.
The adult teachers
would help the children with pictures from every religion to tape on the walls
while at those holiday meetings.
When I got older I
learned that the clan mothers assigned each adult the task of writing to Santa
before each Christmas meeting to be able to get gifts under a tree for everyone
attending that meeting.
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