Where: Wisconsin Dells (United States). When: on 31-07-2011.
Written at 18-05-2012 by Anonymous
Labels - Wisconsin festival Native Americans
“I realized that. I feel like I am losing the ground when I dance with you.” – I was honest because that was a dream -like situation. He let me dance with them and I couldn’t stop. The music was mystic, spiritual. I thought that I could do those steps for hours because I felt that my body was not as heavy as usual.
I knew that maybe I was overreacting. It was my wish to come there and meet those people. Maybe they were not as interesting as I thought. But to me, they were just wonderful.
When we came in US I said that I would like to meet some Native Americans. I didn’t have any special reason. I was just interested in cultures in general; in philosophy actually. I’ve read a lot about their spiritual thinking and their way of living. I wanted to see if that was true.
Gaga, the girl that came with me in the US, was surprised by this thought of mine. She said that we could see and visit lots of places and I would waste time while trying to find Native Americans just to speak with them.
“We’ve seen lots of tourist attractions and I loved them. But I am interested in something not so usual and not attractive at all.” – I tried to explain.
“This is not a book about cosmic energy. This is America and we are here for real. Let’s have some fun. I don’t want to go around and ask for spiritual help or whatever.” – She was not supportive at all. But, I couldn’t blame her. I had my own specific wishes and she had nothing to do about that.
My grandma used to say that when we want something very strong it comes on our way. That is definitely true. It was a perfect day for swimming so we went in Wisconsin Dells. I had my day-off and Jess had her day-off too. We spent some great time there. While I was waiting for the kids to come out of the water I heard some strange noise. The sound had some specific rhythm. When I asked Jess what was that, she said: “ O, there is a festival of Native American songs and dances. Native Americans from all over the country come and celebrate this day together”
I was shocked. That was great. I begged her to join me there and she didn’t have any problem with that. I was overjoyed when the people on the gate let us enter. The festival had already begun. There were people from everywhere, traditional music, traditional food, traditional clothes, and the most important- traditional dances. I loved it. I found it so fascinating I didn’t even know where to look.
Then I met this guy and he taught me same steps. He was happy that somebody from Europe found his people interesting. I asked him about the things I’ve read. I asked him about the power of their dance.
“To watch us dance is to hear our heart speak”- he said again and I hurried up to repeat this to Jess.
But I noticed that Jess was not so interested in that. Then I thought about my country again. I don’t find fascinating anything about my people and about my country and I know that is not true. It’s funny how we don’t see what is meaningful when we have it next to us. I wanted to know everything about Native Americans’ way of living, but Jess wanted to understand my habits and my preoccupations. I thought that Native Americans are close to the nature. Jess noticed that in my country we live very healthy lives. I was happy there. She said she would be happy if she went to live in Europe. It is just fascinating how people sometimes forget that we are all have the same need- to be happy.