[Redbook7:247-248][19900826:1430]{Navajo Circles}[26th August 1990]
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‘Half a mile away, at the end of the track, stood his ‘hogan’, a round windowless house of stone, mud and timbers. He reached inside a dead tree to get the keys to the padlock on the wooden door, and invited me in. The door faced east, as tradition demands, to greet the dawn. I tried to remember to enter sunwise – clockwise – as Navajo courtesy requires. Yazzie’s modest belongings were laid out on the packed earth floor in accordance with the intricate demands of the Navajo religion. His bedroll was in the west, with tools and utensils on the south side, the direction of work. To the north, the sacred direction but also the direction of evil and spirits, was his medicine bundle. If a Navajo dies in his “hogan”, the north wall must be knocked out and his body abandoned outside.’
– Tira Shubart, ‘Among the Najavo’;
The Independent Magazine, 900825:18,
‘News from Elsewhere’.
– That’s it.
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