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IntroductionLong, long ago, before recorded history, even before the written word, people from every race and heritage maintained oral traditions that were handed down from one generation to the next. The North American continent once thrived with more than 500 different nations: some maintained permanent villages, some were nomadic, some were migratory. Though there was minor friction between many of them, rarely did they engage in massive invasions or genocide. For the most part, they learned from each other, shared and traded. The original natives of this continent relied on their ancient lore when they were first inundated with foreign immigrants. Some can still recite the old stories even now, despite centuries of inhumane treatment and countless attempts to eradicate those who clung to their traditional ways. They were forced to integrate into more "civilized" views, often ridiculed and condemned as ignorant pagans. Their foreign guests, intoxicated with proclamations of "manifest destiny" and "survival of the fittest", turned on them, plundering their lands, resources, farms and wealth, and forcing them into agreements that were invariably overturned. To the south of this continent, large-scale civilizations already existed, with writing systems, intricate technologies and considerable wealth. Yet, unlike Europe and Asia, where civilization spread into even the remotest of regions, it could barely get a toe-hold on this continent. North America is one of the most fertile lands on the face of the earth, the climate is pleasant and natural resources are abundant. It just doesn't make sense that a permanent civilization wouldn't have taken root here even long before Europeans arrived. It prompts us to ask, why, if civilization is so desirable, was it always resisted rather than embraced? Why, after conquering millions in the ancient cities of Mexico and Central America, did the Spanish run into a stumbling block with the sparse populations of what is now known as the desert southwest. Why, after 300 years of constant battles and skirmishes, did they have little more control over these people than when they first arrived? Why, with its millions of citizens, its extraordinarily superior technology, its insurmountable wealth and its inexorable greed, did the US finally have to turn these indigenous nations against each other in order to defeat them? Did they resist for logical reasons? Spiritual? Just plain stubborness? |
Perhaps they understood that the gifts civilization had to offer were little more than illusion. The stories they had heard since birth conflicted with the ideals of civilized peoples. The treasures offered by these strange people would soon become necessities, and they would become trapped in a perverse social system that increasingly isolated them from nature. They would become dependent on the fruits of society, and in turn, a weaker, more isolated species of the natural world. Though civilizations generated formidable power, in the long term individuals would be catastrophically weakened when nature reclaimed what had been taken from her.
The ancient lore of these nations was told around the fires of many wigwams, teepees, wickiups, longhouses and kivas. The meanings to these stories were generally lost to the uninformed. Different colors, animals and entities were often symbols of human behavior. Countless gods were merely facets of the true Creator. The tales were so metaphorical, that outsiders would need to learn dozens of cross-references to comprehend even the simplest of stories. They spoke of origins and history, of tradition and spirituality, of wisdom and morals, of humor and catastrophe, but they were created to entertain as well.
Shadow of the Serpent/A Coyote Moon Story is written with the same intent–mostly to entertain, but also to bring some of the underlying meanings of Native American spirituality and philosophy into a more universal light–something to amuse and something to ponder when we find ourselves isolated during our own "coyote moons".
