Showing posts with label Native American dreaming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Native American dreaming. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 28, 2024

Dreaming for good fortune and fun

 

Crow war shirt in Metropolitan Museum of Art


I love to listen to how people talk about dreams in different cultures. As explained by the great Tuscarora ethnographer J.N.B.Hewitt, the old Iroquoian word katera’swas means “I dream” but implies much more that we commonly mean when say that phrase in English. Katera’swas means I dream as a habit, as a daily part of my way of being in the world. The expression also carries the connotation that I am lucky in a proactive way – that I bring myself luck because I am able to manifest good fortune and prosperity through my dream. The related term watera’swo not only means “dream”; it can also be translated as “I bring myself good luck.” [1]
     In a similar vein, I found a real gem in the work of an anthropologist who paid close attention to his own dreams and persuaded Crow Indians to talk with remarkable candor about theirs. Dreaming can be getting something without having to work for it.



Robert H. Lowie (1883-1957), an Austrian-born American anthropologist who became a leading expert on indigenous North American cultures, kept a dream journal for fifty years. He wrote that his dreams prevented him from becoming "the hardboiled rationalist that I certainly wanted to be when I was young...I could never quite believe that there were no psychic forces in the world because I could not shake free from the inexplicable in my own dreaming."[2]
       He wrote that his dreams helped him greatly in understanding the visionary experiences of “primitive” peoples. “I too hear voices and see visions… The difference between me and an Eskimo shaman who has heard a meaningless jumble of sounds or a Crow visionary who has seen a strange apparition is that I do not regard such experiences as mystic revelations, whereas they do. But I can understand the underlying mental and emotional experiences a good deal better than most other ethnologists can, because I have identical episodes every night and almost every day of my life.” [3]
      In his fieldwork, Lowie observed that the Crow people prized big dreams – medicine dreams – and had many painful ways of seeking one, from sun dance rituals to extreme self-inflicted dehydration to cutting off a toe or finger. However, the Crow recognized that the most fortunate and gifted dreamers were those for whom the gift came in less stressful ways. 
     "Some dreamed in their lodges," Lowie noted. "These usually became rich, acquiring plenty of horses...Men who received unsought supernatural communications of importance without being placed in conditions of stress were relatively few in number and were regarded as remarkably fortunate since they escaped the necessity of torturing themselves. In such cases the Crow use the expression bìwawa'tek (first person: bà-wawi'tawak'), he gets something without working." [4]
      One of Lowie's Crow informants, a successful warrior and hunter named One-Blue-Bead, said that dreams were his “principal medicine." In a big dream he encountered a being painted red and dressed like a Crow for battle, who seemed to be both man and hawk . In other dreams a hawk appeared and shapeshifted in phases int a man. The dreamer received a song:

      I am a bird
      I am coming

One-Blue-Bead said he was poor before he met the hawk man but “when I saw the vision I got what I longed for.” He tied a hawk feather to his back when he rode into battle and claimed that his medicine helped him kill eight enemies. 
     Possession of a medicine dream (baré wact're, distinguished from a lesser dream, or baré rámmacīre) was considered essential to health and success, to bringing soul into life. Hence the willingness to invite stress, undergo thirst and hunger and perform self-torture in the vision quests. One-Blue-Bead wore his dream medicine on his back when he rode into battle. Later, when the war days were over, he gave his dream medicine to another member of the tribe so he would have good luck in getting horses.
      It was common practice among the Crow for people who did not have a dream to pay a powerful dreamer to give them one. One-Blue-Bead told Lowie, “I never had to ask anyone else for medicine like other men. Many people had no vision. These gave lots of property to the visionary and might get a vision through him."[5]


As he neared death Robert Lowie worked on an essay on his own dreams that contains many excerpts from his journals. They are just-so stories; he does not analyze, he simply shares his adventures, which often involve travel and meeting famous people from the past - Voltaire, Samuel Johnson – and remarkably precise descriptions of people and places he never encountered in ordinary reality.
    He concludes by saying that for him dreams are a joy because "One shakes off the fetters of probability and glides through the centuries as though astride a Wellsian time machine. Events of the highest incredibility become commonplaces, and there seems to be no limit to the bizarre juxtaposition of normally unrelated ideas. It is no wonder that when I turn in at night, I feel that I may be launched upon the most exciting part of my septuagenarian existence." [6]

References

[1]. J.N.B. Hewitt, “The Iroquoian Concept of the Soul” Journal of American Folklore vol.18 no.29, Vol. 8, No. 29 (Apr. - Jun. 1895), p. 111

[2] Robert H. Lowie, “Scholars as People: Dreams, Idle Dreams” Cultural Anthropology vol. 7 no. 3 (1966) p.379

[3] ibid

[4] Lowie, Robert H.  The Religion of the Crow Indians. New York: American Museum Press, 1922 p. 321,

[5] ibid, pp. 323-5

[6] Lowie, “Scholars as People: Dreams, Idle Dreams” p.382

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday, February 11, 2018

Thirteen Levels of Shamanic Dreaming



Ruby Modesto grew up on the Martinez reservation in Southern California. Her dreams called her to become a pul, or shaman, introducing her to the eagle that became her ally, giving her wings for flight. She did not need the medicine plants used by some shamans among her people, the Cahuilla, because, she said, she had her dreams.
    The medicine plants were very strong. However, not all puls used power plants. That should be clear from the start. I am a pul myself but the “ally” as Castaneda calls it, the spiritual helper which distinguishes a pul from ordinary people, came to me through Dreaming not from the effects of a plant.
    Ruby learned that there are successive levels of dreaming, and that you achieve increasing clarity and get closer to the really good stuff when you go to level 3 or beyond. Her uncle was a dream shaman, and he taught her about “setting up dreaming” in order to get to those interesting levels. She explained the practice to anthropologist Guy Mount like this:

The way you do that is by remembering to tell yourself to go to sleep in your 1st level ordinary dream. You consciously tell yourself [inside the first dream] to lay down and go to sleep. Then you dream a second dream. This is the 2nd level and the prerequisite for real Dreaming. Uncle Charlie called this process “setting up dreaming.” You can tell yourself ahead of time where you want to go or what you want to see, or what you want to learn.
On the 3rd level you learn and see unusual things, not of this world. The hills and terrain are different. On both the 2nd and the 3rd dream levels you can talk to people and ask questions about what you want to know.

    She adds that “during Dreaming the soul goes out of the body, so you have to be careful.” When she was young, she dreamed to the thirteenth level but did not know how to come back. “I kept having different dreams and falling asleep [inside each level of dreaming] and going to another level.” In the course of this immense, multitiered experience, she met her shamanic ally, Ahswit, the eagle. But her spirit was lost in the dreamlands. For days she was semicomatose, in a sleep from which no one could rouse her. Her father tried to bring her back to her body, but couldn’t.
     Finally Uncle Charlie, a specialist in soul retrieval, was able to find her spirit and put it back in her body. “When I woke up they made me promise not to Dream like that again, not until I knew how to get back by myself.”
   To do that, you must learn “how to dream and think simultaneously,” so that you don’t forget where you left your body, and you remember, whatever level of dreaming you are on, to give yourself a clear direction to go back.
    We see that traveling from an outer dream to an inner dream, and doing this again and again in a single sequence, may be an experience of traveling to many levels of reality. We are also reminded that dreaming is a discipline. To get to the different levels, and to return with gifts for this world, requires practice and attention to flight safety and navigation. While we all dream and can all gain from doing far more in dreaming, dreaming to the thirteenth level is not for the “innocent” and is not recommended as nightly practice for anyone!

Text adapted from Dreaming the Soul Back Home by Robert Moss. Published by New World Library.

Photo: Cahuilla Woman (1924) from Native American Encyclopedia