Falling All Around My Shoulders..."
That picture was taken when I was pregnant with Haalie while on the run from Uncle Sam deep in the Everglades. Nokosee's dad Busi Osceola took it after he told his pa that's how he felt when looking at me, that he could see an undulating rainbow aura around my head. Most dads might have thought their sons were on something. Not Busi. Visions are common among the Indigenous Tribes and I suspect Busi also saw my rainbow, that proved beyond a doubt it would be hard to find a better wife for his son, the "First of the New Seminole," someone who had already proven her worthiness by surviving a "walkabout" he devised to break me.
But back to the words. Nokosee and I were alone one day in the Everglades when, holding me tightly and looking up at me, he started singing to me. Turns out his dad introduced him to the song by Country Joe and the Fish who sang it at Woodstock . The band told an estimated 500,000+ audience that they play "rockin' soul music" which was muy appropriate since at that time I was letting my less than Rez approved blonde Mohawk grow out to the point that it had become an unruly Fro.
That picture was taken when I was pregnant with Haalie while on the run from Uncle Sam deep in the Everglades. Nokosee's dad Busi Osceola took it after he told his pa that's how he felt when looking at me, that he could see an undulating rainbow aura around my head. Most dads might have thought their sons were on something. Not Busi. Visions are common among the Indigenous Tribes and I suspect Busi also saw my rainbow, that proved beyond a doubt it would be hard to find a better wife for his son, the "First of the New Seminole," someone who had already proven her worthiness by surviving a "walkabout" he devised to break me.
But back to the words. Nokosee and I were alone one day in the Everglades when, holding me tightly and looking up at me, he started singing to me. Turns out his dad introduced him to the song by Country Joe and the Fish who sang it at Woodstock . The band told an estimated 500,000+ audience that they play "rockin' soul music" which was muy appropriate since at that time I was letting my less than Rez approved blonde Mohawk grow out to the point that it had become an unruly Fro.
Busi positioned us in front of a setting sun for the picture. A day later he and most of the New Seminole were dead following a moonless night ambush by Army Rangers in the Everglades. You can read about it in my last book.
When we thought it was safe, Nokosee and I went back to the site of the final battle to see if we could find his father's body. Unfortunately, the only things we found were Busi's Purple Heart medal he won in Nam and the original picture. I cherish both. I wear the Purple Heart medal all the time to remember him and his "Cockamamie Cause" which is to start an eco war with "The Outside" in order to return SoFla to its original protectors, the New Seminole. The original picture is always in my wallet with one of Haalie just in case I need something to look at that will make me happy (you know, like just before dying from an Uncle Sam inflicted gunshot wound). :) The one you're looking at is sitting on a desk next to my bed at the Miccosukee Embassy where I am doing Sanctuary. The tribe has allowed me to use their computer based graphic arts programs to create the pix. Nokosee tells me I'm too literal. But he kissed the picture just the same.
When we thought it was safe, Nokosee and I went back to the site of the final battle to see if we could find his father's body. Unfortunately, the only things we found were Busi's Purple Heart medal he won in Nam and the original picture. I cherish both. I wear the Purple Heart medal all the time to remember him and his "Cockamamie Cause" which is to start an eco war with "The Outside" in order to return SoFla to its original protectors, the New Seminole. The original picture is always in my wallet with one of Haalie just in case I need something to look at that will make me happy (you know, like just before dying from an Uncle Sam inflicted gunshot wound). :) The one you're looking at is sitting on a desk next to my bed at the Miccosukee Embassy where I am doing Sanctuary. The tribe has allowed me to use their computer based graphic arts programs to create the pix. Nokosee tells me I'm too literal. But he kissed the picture just the same.
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