one of the best, if not the best, reviews of Full Circle, written by my friend Jim Cortez. To give you an idea of what you are getting into, should you dare to read Full Circle - The End of the Beginning
THE PROMISED LAND
For those of us who live on an Indian Reservation, in my case POW Camp # 322/Pine Ridge SD, the last thing any of us wants to do is read about it. How we are poor and alcoholic and forgotten. How the outside world views us as relics from the past, or how we are spiritual and one with the earth, or we are rich from casinos, or savages who need to be saved by the christians.
No thanks. We have to live it. Survive it every day. Don't need to read about it in anymore books usually written by white men. Or filmed by white men. People who come here twice a year and think they know.
So when Hawk sent me his book, Full Circle, I must admit it sat on my night stand for quite awhile. I really wanted to read it because he is a friend, but every night I would get into bed after a long day of rez life, see the cover, and cringe. "Ugh. I. Just. Can't." I just can't read another damn book full of misrepresentation and sorrow about Indians.
I should have known better. It is Hawk's writing. The introduction alone knocked me out of bed. Wow. Someone who gets it. Someone has finally written the truth.
So I began a journey of words written with such honesty and truth that I could not put it down. This is not just a book about the rez, or indians, or the lies told and lived by residents or visitors. This is a book about revenge. Or redemption, however you choose to look at it.
It is a book about right vs wrong. True history vs the lies and programming white america has been fed for over a century, in an effort to relieve it's collective guilt at what government and christianity has wrought with their greed and genocide. To entire races and cultures of indigenous people.
It is a book that exposes dime store ''medicine men'' who sell ceremony but also explains why, neither condoning nor condemning. It exposes the true hearts of those lost, new age, mostly white, mostly well off soul searchers who come here every summer (never in the winter mind you) feeding off of a culture and spirituality that is long dead to most. They come, they take, they leave. Same old cavalry.
Ah, but the true culture and spirituality is not dead. There are still real medicine men up in the hills. Up that dirt road without a sign. But Betsy and Johnny will never find them. Hawk did. Jackson Themal, the protagonist in the book did. When you find a true Grandma or Grandpa, who has the power and the knowledge of the Ancients, you find a strength and wisdom that lives in your heart and soul forever.
But back to the main theme of the book: Revenge & Redemption. The main character, Jackson, has given his body and mind to the Ancestors, the true meaning of prayer and Lakota Spirituality. Only to be knocked down off that Sundance tree by something else: Greed. The very thing that knocked all Indigenous Peoples from their way of life on this continent.
The author writes about life on and off the rez thru the voice of a half breed in the modern world. Never before has any writer or film maker gotten it so right. So damn right. So honest and true. The struggle of believing, of KNOWING, that this land and this way of life is right, is in your heart, always was and always will be, but the world, indian and non indian, keeps trying to knock it out of you.
He blames religion. He blames the government. He blames a society that is brainwashed by government and religion. He blames plastic medicine men. He blames new age lost soul seekers. He blames himself. Then, he does something about it. He goes on a journey so frightful and dark that the reader cannot help but stay in the car instead of flinging open the passenger side door and jumping out. No, we are all accomplices in this crime. There is no getting out of that car. Not until all the wrongs have been put right. And at the end of the journey, it is the reader, the passenger, that must decide if they have been put right. Revenge or Redemption? You decide.
In true Lakota spirituality, what is above is below. What we do here we do up there. We have another one of us up there sending us what we send them. Prayers, thoughts, actions. Those up there can help us. Jackson's whole life was a prayer. I cannot help but think what he did was right and just. And supported. All is fair in love and war.
This is a dangerous book written by a man who has nothing to lose, who only speaks the truth, and I commend this new voice that dares to speak out.
Lila was'te Hawk. Wopila Tanka.
Hecatuyelo
Jim
Pine Ridge Indian Reservation
American POW Camp # 322