Autobiography intersects history. As the 1970s begin, an interracial family discovers a liberating philosophy in the harmonious spirituality of Hopi, Havasupai, and other traditional peoples. But as author and wife and kids reject modern society to explore such a gentle, natural life, they must confront Indian ghosts across the land.
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The famous 1855 prophecy by Chief Seattle stated that this modern civilization will not last, which is not really a prophecy but a recognition of a truism agreed upon by ancients and moderns alike: nothing in this world is permanent. This modern civilization will not last. Even the sun will burn out.
First came GeeGee, the most straight, most orthodox, most responsible. She was a model child until she became old enough to get involved with guys.
Kent II was a rebel and a mom's boy, even in the womb. He did not want to come out in nine months. His slow arrival interfered with the vacation plans of the gynecologist, so Junior was induced, propelled, compelled into this world by chemicals. He never stopped zooming.
The third was named Baby because she was to be the last. She remained the precious darling four years until the unexpected arrival of Four and Five.
After that, Baby worked constantly to prevent any more pregnancies. She slept in her parents bed when they would allow, usually between them. She persuaded Four and Five it would be in their best self-interest to do the same.
The fourth and fifth burned Kent out, he couldn't remember all the names, so he fell to calling the last two Four and Five, but they soon answered to their nicknames, Fo and Fi.
Fo and Fi were home deliveries. Doctors panicked at home birth in a third-world shack, would not attend, issued dire warnings with horrendous prognoses. But since Junior's birth had been chemicalized and Baby's doctor almost killed Lee in hemorrhage at the famous U.C.L.A. Medical Center, Kent and Lee knew hospitals were dangerous.
The high red desert of the Hopi Reservation in Northern Arizona rose into perfectly flat mesas. In the distance, their edges blocked from vision the far horizon on the desert floor below, so that to the eye there was no horizon, and beyond the mesas the dark clouds appeared to go on forever, the lightning seemed to flash from infinity.
The Hopi Reservation has been the site of more UFO sightings than any other spot on Earth, drawing visitors from all over the world. Unexplained lights in the sky appear in the most ancient of Hopi oral histories.
A colonized, third-world people, the Hopi found their greatest, their only defense to lie in their religious beliefs. What impressed Kent was the peaceful persistence of the traditionals. No matter the suffering, the trials, the injustices, they never raised their voices, never threatened, never showed hostililty. Yet they never became discouraged, never reduced their