The Healing Arts: A Firetender's Lesson, Part Four - Becoming Ready To Die

At that first Sundance, I was thrust into an alternatetime there is a least one Inipi per day. One day is
reality. A brutal reality. The three counties thatcalled "Tree Day," on which a tree is sacrificed and
compose the Pine Ridge Reservation are the poorestplaced at the center of the arbor where the
in the nation. At that time, in 1991, the average lifeceremony occurs. The following four days are the
expectancy of a resident on the "Rez" was 48 years.Sundance itself, which involves three Inipis or more
Infant mortality was at a rate six times higher thaneach day. Along with traipsing far into the hills and
the general US population. Alcoholism and drug usegathering hundreds of Stone People for the lodges,
and gunplay and car wrecks were rampant. All this infelling as many as 100 pine trees (sustainably!) to
America's Heartland!More than 85% of the populationre-build the arbor which had a diameter of about 200
had nothing to do with the traditional ways. Theyfeet, and setting up camp sites, gathering sage, and
were oriented to Christianity, and had more than atending fire for Inipis, I was working 14-hour days.I
little fear of the things they surmised were going onhad been given no more spiritual direction than "Live
"up there." I was told, if I were to come out toyour life as a prayer as you build a place for the
Sundance, to be prepared to die.They weren'tpeople." I had to thrust myself into a world where
kidding, and it was not necessarily about Sundancemy primary relationship was with Nature. And Nature
itself. It was about being on the rez. And being whitetold me what to do as it placed me closer and closer
-- wascicu (wa-si-chu) -- didn't really help, either. Into the thin line between this world and that which lies
their home town, Wanbli, one of the families ran outbeyond death. As guideline, I used the principles I
of toilet paper. I volunteered to walk across thelearned while tending fire for the Inipi, and just
street to their Auntie's to borrow some. It was night.expanded them to fit the size of accommodating
Six of the kids in the house gathered at the door toaround fifty dancers and 100 supporters.My solace
watch. When I asked what's up? the eldest replied,was found by constantly turning to my relationship
"Don't you know you're going to get killed?"Duringwith my Creator for strength and understanding, and
one six-week stretch while I was on Pine Ridge,the clarity to help others. There was so much to do,
which has a population of about 20,000, there wasand the resources so limited. By actively giving thanks
one violent death each week.The Chips' homefor everything that was around me that I did have, I
(inherited from Woptura) was about 640 acres onfound that I received many "you're welcomes" from
the prairie adjacent to the Dakota Badlands. A lognature that were both deeply personal and
cabin built in the 1920s, a clapboard house withobjectively obvious.Over the course of a number of
ceremony room, and a trailer were the family homes.visits to the rez over the next few years, I began
Water came from a persnickety hand pump,taking on the responsibilities of Chief Firetender for
outhouses were the only privies, and the roads werethe Sundance. Charles Chips, the Spiritual Intercessor,
no more than splintered and sliced asphalt, if theyprepared all aspects of the ceremony itself, including
weren't gravel and dirt. Winters were brutal, insulationchoosing and working with the Dancers. I was
was sheets of plastic stapled to the inside of theresponsible for everything that had to do with the
one-layer thick walls, and the diet was primarilyphysical aspects of the ceremony and grounds and,
canned and highly processed goods calledsince I was very familiar with the property, mobilizing
"commodities" dispensed by the government.Seeingand working with the supporters who arrived to
the Government's hand in everything, I have sinceassist the Dancers.In this role, I passed on the little I
come to believe that advancing "civilization" is notknew about moving people to "one mind, one heart."
interested in killing off the Lakota people (or NativeWhat I did grasp was intention and an almost
Americans for that matter) it is hell-bent onincredible amount of respect for whatever snippets
eradicating their way of being, which is all about aof ancient tradition we were taught. Amongst the
heart-consciousness that acknowledge everything ismost powerful experiences of my life were the
alive and all is to be shared.With the nearest hospitaltimes when I got to go along to sacrifice a buffalo
over 100 miles away in Rapid City, I, as a former(tatanka) for the people's feast at the end of the
paramedic knew that I could easily die fromdance. These were no hunting trips. At the time, the
something as simple as a badly broken leg. Perhapssacrifice of buffalo was just beginning to be allowed
the strongest prayers of my life were prayed whenagain. They were almost eerie interplays between
I first understood the danger of the environment Ispecies who understood their roles in the creation. I
was in. Actually, they were prayed specifically whilealso began to understand how sacred space works:
being a passenger in Charles' 1978 Olds while racingwhat you put in is what you take out.I found that no
through the partially paved, curved roads of thematter how daunting the size of the event, no
Badlands at 100 MPH riding on tires of half-rubber andmatter how complex the details, or foreign the
half-splintered steel-radial belts!Arriving about twolanguage or tradition, what allows things to happen in
weeks before the Sundance started, I was asked toa good way--what provides a home for Spirit and
tend fire for it with a few other people. That meantfosters the miracles happening in any spiritual
hauling firewood out of the creeks with no moreorientation--is the focused intent of the people who
than a 1960s vintage pick-up, and chain-sawing up toparticipate in it to channel something Greater than
twelve cords for use during the ceremony. Everythemselves toward the well-being of others. Out of
inch of my exposed body (and in the oppresive heat,that, the participants create the result.I found that
I could not cover what I needed to) was pepperedregardless of the knowledge or use of the ancient
with itchy, swollen bites from thumbnail-sizedprayers, as long as the intent of the participants was
mosquitos. I would usually stay at least another twoclearly for the greater good, that is exactly what
weeks afterwards, half in recovery, half in clean-uphappens.Next: ...and then, there's Ego.Russ Reina
and all about connection with the land -- so much ashares over 35 years of experience in the healing
part of the people, and now, inseperable from myarts through his web site It is a potent resource for
heart.Sundance lasts for an "official" period of ninethose wishing to deepen their abilities in connection
days. Four days of this are preparation, during whichand develop their powers as healers.