Showing posts with label Dane-zaa. Show all posts
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Tuesday, November 19, 2024

Swan Dreamers of the Pacific Northwest

 



An indigenous people of British Columbia, the Dunne-za [1] say that the  first Dreamer (naachin) was called Swan and received his gift of magical flight from the swans. Their Dreamers are their shamans and, first and last, swan people. In songs and stories they are constantly compared to swans or even equated with them. Like swans, Dreamers fly to heaven and return without dying. Swans fly south as winter comes to a land where water flows when northern lakes and rivers turn to ice. When they fly back the People know there are Summerlands beyond their sight. In the same way when Dreamers come back from heaven the People know that their dead relatives are alive in another world.
      In Canadian English the Dreamers are often called Prophets. They are said to be able "to dream for all the People", to lead the hunt in spirit, to see into the future. The great Dreamer called Swan had another name, Makenunatane, which may be translated as “His Tracks Circle the Edges of the Earth”. [2] As swans migrate between seasons, Dreamers migrate between the phases and cycles of life and death and rebirth.
      The great swan Dreamer saw the coming of white men before they arrived, when he was out flying beyond the landscape the People knew. He had trouble finding words to describe their weapons, their animals and the fish belly color of their skin. He dreamed the hunt. He spoke to the spirits of the moose and persuaded them to give their lives when the hunter came the next day, in return for a respectful send-off to their next lives. He told the hunters how to form a human net with their bodies so the game animal would be softly enfolded. This was before the People had firearms. The most important thing to know about him is that, like all great Dreamers, he was one who dreamed for all the People.
      They called the great Dreamer Swan, but the People knew that every Dreamer is also a swan. Dreamers, like swans, fly up to heaven and come back without dying. When the cold comes down hard, the swans fly away to Summerland, and they return. The rhythms of a Dreamer on the trail to heaven are those of a swan or a boat on the water. Smooth easy motion. You know the way and don’t have to worry about how to get there. Another swan Dreamer made a map of the trail to heaven on a moose hide. [3] A Dreamer might take the trail to help the spirit of a dead person get to the right place, or to rescue a soul of the living that had become lost or stolen. 
      A Dreamer might go up to get a view of things from a higher perspective, and to bring back knowledge and healing power that is packed in songs. Dreamers store their knowledge that way; each one is a walking music library, but their songs have nothing in common with white men’s music. The Dreamers are the givers of the songs that bring the People together in sacred ceremony in alignment with the spirits of the natural world. A song may be a bridge between worlds. It may confer the gift of understanding the language of birds and animals.
    When young members of the People are sent into the wilderness on a vision quest, a Dreamer will watch over them, traveling in his astral body. The vision quest itself is called “seeking a song”, shi kaa. 
     When a Dreamer is called to take the Trail to Heaven, the People who remember the old ways make a cordon sanitaire. They station themselves around the Dreamer’s cabin. They hush kids and dogs or shoo them away. They try to keep all the noise down and won’t let anyone enter the house until the Dreamer appears in the door. When a Dreamer’s soul is traveling outside the body, you don’t mess with that body and you don’t startle the soul into dropping from the sky too soon. It might be damaged or have a hard time coming back. You remember that the Dreamer isn’t taking a nap; the Deamer is on a mission for the People. 
     The powers of the Dreamers who fly like swans are suggested by their names repeated in stories and songs, generation to generation. There is Makenunatane, the legendary founder who makes tracks around the earth and whose name also carries the possible meaning “He Opens the Door”.
     Atiskise is the name of another famous Dreamer. His name literally means "Birch Bark". Birch bark is also “paper bark”, the indigenous writing material of First Peoples of northern North America. Atiskise’s name suggests he was regarded as a mailman carrying messages between the People and the animals and between the living and the departed. 
    The name of another revered Dreamer, Aledze, means "Gunpowder". He is said to travel from one place to another at the speed of a bullet. [4] 

Tales of the feats of great Dreamers were essential teaching stories among the People, and those who wished to learn were expected to sit quiet and listen, as did the white ethnographer. There is an edge of sadness to Ridington's reportng because we understand that a great tradition is dying out, unable to withstand the effects of colonization and what has followed. We need to hear these voices, which will resonate with real dreamers everywhere and which evoke the wisdom of all our ancestors if we reach back far enough. 
    Listening to the elders of a North American Indian people, we sometimes hear voices of ancient India. In the Brihadaranyaka Upanishad, we find that in dreams the soul flies to and from the nest of the body. The enlightened being who has transcended the wheel of rebirth is saluted as Paramahamsa, the "greatest swan". In the two syllables of the Sanskrit word hamsa [5] we hear the sounds of inhalation and exhalation, the breath of soul. I feel a similar soul breeze blowing through the three syllables of wabashu, the Dunne-za word for "swan" [6].
    I am certain that the Dreamers of the Pacific Northwest and the sages of early India are in agreement with this statement in
the Panchavimsa Brahmana: "Those who know have wings, those who are devoid of knowledge are wingless." [7]

    

References 

1.       Dunne-za, also rendered as Dane-za, means “People” in the sense of Real People in their southern Athapascan language. They are related to the Dene-tha (yet another transliteration) of Alberta.  Most indigenous North American peoples use this term for themselves in their own languages. The Dunne-za used to be called the Beaver Indians. Ethnographer Robin Ridington lived with the Dunne-za for many years, won the confidence of elderly Dreamers, and gave us remarkable and moving accounts of their practices. "To my astonishment," he reports, " I found myself learning from my subjects as well as about them....The Dunne-za assume, I came to learn, that events can take place only after people have known and experienced them in myths, dreams and visions."  Robin Ridington. Trail to Heaven: Knowledge and Narrative in a Northern Native Community. (Iowa City: University of Iowa Press, 1988) pp. x-xi.

2. Ridington says that the name Makenunatane means literally "His Track, Earth, Trail" and comments that "the name suggests his tracks circle around the edge of the world to complete a circle." Ridington, Trail to Heaven p.78. I hope I did not step off the edge in turning this into the phrase “His Tracks Circle the Edges of the Earth”.

3.       ibid p.77. The map was made by a Dreamer named Decula. .

4.       Robin Ridington, “They Dream about Everything: The Last Dreamers of the Dane-zaa” in Ryan Hurd and Kelly Bulkeley (eds) Lucid Dreaming: New Perspectives on Consciousness in Sleep (Santa Barbara: Praeger, 2014) vol. 2, p 174.

5. Hamsa can mean "swan" or "goose". The water birds are related, both members of the subfamily Anserini in the tribe of Cygnini, both frequently featured as companions and vehicles of a goddess, as the swan serves Saraswati and Aphrodite and the swan or goose serves Nanshe of ancient Mesopotamia, a theme discussed with extraordinary care in Julia M.Asher-Greve,  and  Joan Goodnic Westenholz, Goddesses in Context: On Divine Powers, Roles, Relationships and Gender in Mesopotamian Textual and Visual Sources, Fribourg & Göttingen: Vandenhoeck & Ruprecht, 2013, pp.965-1011.

6. Ridington, Trail to Heaven, p. 189.

7. Panchavimsa Brahmana trans. W, Caland ( Calcutta: The Asiatic Soiciety of Bengal, 1931) chapter 14


Swan Rising. Photo by Romy Needham

 

 

Tuesday, September 26, 2023

Swan Inlet

 


For as long as I can remember, I have dreamed of swans. eyes closed and eyes open. Sometimes they lend me their forms. In a European city, in the twilight state before dawn, a swan rose from my third eye and we flew together over the river and the rooftops. 

This report I entered in my journal two years ago just flew out, seeking more attention. I will share it unedited: 

September 9, 2020

Dream

Swan Inlet

I stand in the woods near water's edge. The light over the bay is rosy gold, as are the waves. They move slowly. The water looks heavy and oleaginous. My guide explains that only swans are at home here. Other water birds avoid this inlet and don't swim in it. We watch a swan gliding into the swell, rocking with it, dipping its head and body after fish. 

Everything is suffused with that golden and rosy light. There is healing and magic here and the secret is with the swans.

Waking, I put myself back in the scene. I pick my way through roots and vines to stand at the edge of the bay. I take from it and the water in my cupped palm looks like olive oil in a spoon. It is lightly scented, a pleasing aroma. On my tongue it is warm and salted just right, like virgin dipping oil in an Italian restaurant. A swan is watching me closely. Will it share the secret? Can I rise on its wings as I did before?

I hope that the guide who was instructing me before will answer. But the only voice I hear now is my own. Swans fly over the oily waters in arrowhead formation toward the pink sun on the horizon.

                                                    ~

I think of Plato and the swans. There is a Greek tradition that Socrates dreamed the night before he met Plato that a young swan settled n his lap, developed at once into a full-grown bird and took off into the sky with a song that enchanted all hearers. [1]  In the Phaedo, Socrates says that swans sing most beautifully when they sense they are going to die. “They rejoice because they are about to approach the god whose servants they are.” This, we are told, should be a model for humans. 

Socrates says of himself that “like the swans” he is in the service of Apollo, “the holy property of a god.” Here, among swans, he gives the best definition of real philosophy, that it is “nothing other than practice for dying and being dead.” [2]

Before his death, Plato is said to have dreamed he shapeshifted into a swan.

I think of the swan in the Brihadaranyaka Upanishad, or "Great Forest Book", one of the oldest Upanishads, at least 2300 years old.. In a beautiful passage, the dreamer travels between worlds as "the lonely swan", flying in and out of the nest of the body. We are told that the dreamer is godlike in their ability to create in the dreamspace.

Here the dream state is described as a state of "emitting" [srj], a word that can also mean the ejaculation of semen. The dreamer "emits" [srjate] or projects "joys, happinesses and delights...ponds, lotus pools and flowing streams, for he is the Maker." We learn that as we grow the practice of dreaming, we can create realities. The word srj is also used to describe the way a turtle projects its head and paws from under its shell.

I think of the swan shamans of the Dane-zaa of the Pacific Northwest, who used to be called the Beaver Indians. Their word for a shaman is Naachin, which means Dreamer. As in the Upanishads, the Dane-zaa say that a powerful dreamer travels like a swan from and back to the nest of the body. ”The Dreamers are like swans in their ability to fly from one season to another. Like the swans that fly south in the winter, Dreamers fly to a land beyond the sky and bring back songs for the people on Earth.” [3]

I think of a shapeshifting Irish god who must become a swan to meet and mate with his dream lover. He is Aengus, and she is Caer Ibormeith, which means Yew Berry and hints at intimacy with death and the underworld. Yew Berry is under an enchantment, sometimes represented as a curse, sometimes - in the deeper tellings - as a gift. She does not stay in one form. She is a beautiful woman for one year. Then for the next year she is a white swan. Then the cycle repeats.  

The day of shapechanging is Samhain. Halloween. If Aengus would win the lady, he must find her on the liminal day, on a lake whose name is The Dragon's Mouth. At Samhain, Aengus goes to the Dragon's Mouth. He finds "three times fifty" white swans with silver chains around their necks, and one swan with a gold chain. He recognizes his love in the shape of the beautiful white bird, and calls to Yew Berry to fly to him. No, she tells him. You must change into my form.

Aengus changes, becoming the long-necked bird. They mate, in beating splendor, above the deeps of the Dragon's Mouth. They fly together back to the palace of Brugh na Boinne - Newgrange - and the love music they make in flight is so lovely and lulling that all the land is at peace and people drift into pleasant dreams and stay there for three days.  [4]




References

1. Patricia Cox Miller, Dreams in Late Antiquity (Princeton: Princeton University Press 1994) 3.

2. Phaedo 64a.

3.  Robin Ridington, “They Dream about Everything: The Last Dreamers of the Dane-zaa” in Ryan Hurd and Kelly Bulkeley (eds) Lucid Dreaming: New Perspectives on Consciousness in Sleep (Santa Barbara: Praeger, 2014) vol. 2, 194.

4. Jeffrey Gantz, trans. and ed., "The Dream of Óengus" in Early Irish Myths and Sagas (New York: Dorset Press, 1985) 107-112. I have used Yeats' preferred spelling for the name of the Irish god of love and dreams. For my full account of this story, see Robert Moss, The Dreamer's Book of the Dead (Rochester, Vermont: Destiny Books, 2005) 18-21. 


Photo by Romy Needham

Journal drawing by Robert Moss