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harry j. stead
Nilch’i translates in English as “air, wind, or atmosphere”, but to the Navajo it refers to Sacred Wind, Holy Spirit, even to the Supreme Creator that gives life, thought, speech, and motion to all living things, serving as the means of communication between all elements of the living world. Of course, no English translation can truly express the depths of Navajo philosophy.
In the beginning, according to tradition, the Sacred Winds passed through the bodies of men and creatures and made the lines on the fingers and heads of human beings, and on the bodies of the animals.
“Being someone is all very well for smart parties where everyone is telling their story, it’s all very well for psychologists’ consulting rooms. But isn’t being someone also a social obligation which trails in its wake — for one has to be faithful to the self-portrait — a stupid and burdensome fiction?” — Frederic Gros
The journey, as Pressfield writes, is internal for art is not about self-expression, but self-discovery. No artist truly knows what it is they wish to express before completion. No, instead, the creative mind is moved by the unconscious.
No inmate could rely on their own expectations of how life should or should not be. Instead, for a chance of survival, you had to view life as a constant struggle for answers.
Life, then, should be seen as a responsibility, a call to fulfil all that is expected from you.
The search into your heart requires that you are alone. Put yourself in a place, as Thoreau did, where no one is able to speak into you, and you will find yourself isolated and unaided. You will be encouraged to seek within and scramble amongst the depth of your soul.
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