Geronimo His Own Story
Part I: The Apaches
Part II: The Mexicans
Part III: The White Men
Part IV: The Old And The New
Part IV: The Old And The New
Religion
In our primitive worship only our relations to Usen and the members
of our tribe were considered as appertaining to our religious responsibilities.
As to the future state, the teachings of our tribe were not specific,
that is, we had no definite idea of our relations and surroundings
in after life. We believed that there is a life after this one,
but no one ever told me as to what part of man lived after death.
I have seen many men die; I have seen many human bodies decayed,
but I have never seen that part which is called the spirit; I do
not know what it is; nor have I yet been able to understand that
part of the Christian religion. We held that the discharge of one's
duty would make his future life more pleasant, but whether that
future life was worse than this life or better, we did not know,
and no one was able to tell us. We hoped that in the future life
family and tribal relations would be resumed. In a way we believed
this, but we did not know it.
Once when living in San Carlos Reservation an Indian told me that
while lying unconscious on the battlefield he had actually been
dead, and had passed into the spirit land.
First he came to a mulberry tree growing out from a cave in the
ground. Before this cave a guard was stationed, but when he approached
without fear the guard let him pass. He descended into the cave,
and a little way back the path widened and terminated in a perpendicular
rock many hundreds of feet wide and equal in height. There was not
much light, but by peering directly beneath him he discovered a
pile of sand reaching from the depths below to within twenty feet
of the top of the rock where he stood. Holding to a bush, he swung
off from the edge of the rock and dropped onto the sand, sliding
rapidly down its steep side into the darkness. He landed in a narrow
passage running due westward through a canyon which gradually grew
lighter and lighter until he could see as well as if it had been
daylight; but there was no sun. Finally he came to a section of
this passage that was wider for a short distance, and then closing
abruptly continued in a narrow path; just where this section narrowed
two huge serpents were coiled, and rearing their heads, hissed at
him as he approached, but he showed no fear, and as soon as he came
close to them they withdrew quietly and let him pass. At the next
place, where the passage opened into a wider section, were two grizzly
bears prepared to attack him, but when he approached and spoke to
them they stood aside and he passed unharmed. He continued to follow
the narrow passage, and the third time it widened and two mountain
lions crouched in the way, but when he had approached them without
fear and had spoken to them they also withdrew. He again entered
the narrow passage. For some time he followed this emerging into
a fourth section beyond which he could see nothing: the further
walls of this section were clashing together at regular intervals
with tremendous sounds, but when he approached them they stood apart
until he had passed. After this he seemed to be in a forest, and
following the natural draws which led westward soon came into a
green valley where there were many Indians camped and plenty of
game. He said that he saw and recognized many whom he had known
in this life, and that he was sorry when he was brought back to
consciousness.
I told him if I knew this to be true I would not want to live another
day, but by some means, if by my own hands, I would die in order
to enjoy these pleasures. I myself have lain unconscious on the
battlefield, and while in that condition have had some strange thoughts
or experiences; but they are very dim and I cannot recall them well
enough to relate them. Many Indians believed this warrior, and I
cannot say that he did not tell the truth. I wish I knew that what
he said is beyond question true. But perhaps it is as well that
we are not certain.
Since my life as a prisoner has begun I have heard the teachings
of the white man's religion, and in many respects believe it to
be better than the religion of my fathers. However, I have always
prayed, and I believe that the Almighty has always protected me.
Believing that in a wise way it is good to go to church, and that
associating with Christians would improve my character, I have adopted
the Christian religion. I believe that the church has helped me
much during the short time I have been a member. I am not ashamed
to be a Christian, and I am glad to know that the President of the
United States is a Christian, for without the help of the Almighty
I do not think he could rightly judge in ruling so many people.
I have advised all of my people who are not Christians, to study
that religion, because it seems to me the best religion in enabling
one to live right.
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