One of the twentieth centurys most remarkable authors, Evelyn Eaton was born in Switzerland in 1902. Her parents were staunchly Anglophile Canadian, and she was brought up and educated in England and France, her rather proper Edwardian upbringing culminating in presentation at court in 1923, around the same time as her first volume of poems was published. She spent the years until 1936 mostly in France, and the war years as a war correspondent in China, Burma and India. At the age of forty-two she became an American citizen. From 1949 to 1951 she lectured at Columbia University, and from 1951 to 1960 at Sweet Briar College. In ten different years she was a fellow of the MacDowell Colony. Other creative writing posts took her to Mary Washington University in Virginia, The University of Ohio, Pershing College, and Deep Springs College in Nevada.
In later life she turned increasingly towards Native American culture, with a particular homecoming within the ceremonial and mystical aspects. She was, through her soldier father, related to the Algonquin of Nova Scotia, but in 1960 moved to the Owens Valley of California, where she made strong ties with the Paiute and Arapaho peoples, out of which came this book, perhaps her best known work.
She spent her final years in the small community of Independence, California, dying in 1983. Her papers and manuscripts are permanently housed in the Mugar Memorial Library at Boston University.
She was the author of some thirteen novels, five volumes of poetry, two short story collections, works of nonfiction and works for children. She was a regular contributor of short fiction to The New Yorkertwenty-five of her short stories appeared in that magazine between 1949 and 1960, making Evelyn Eaton one of the leading writers of the mid-twentieth century.
Introduction
I have been asked to write this account of the training and work of a present-day Pipe-Woman because the time has come to reveal this way to those who will to take it. It is not necessary to be Amerindian, or part-Indian, or to offer oneself to be a Pipe-Woman, or to follow the Indian way, or any other way exclusively, in order to understand and undertake the great Journey.
Many roads Thou hast fashioned,
All of them lead to the light
from the well-defined, much travelled highroads of the great orthodox religions, to the little backroads and byways of individual approach. At one time or another, when the time is right, we encounter them, cross them, or enter them, outgrow and leave them, to travel further.
The first essential is to want. When we arrive at wanting, we know there is Something to be wanted. When we know that, we realize that there must be a bridge between want and Wanted, and we set out to find it. We start on a further stage of the road we have been travelling, consciously or unconsciously, since time beganwhich, of course, time doesnt, neither does it end.
The next essential is to start from where we are, in the shower, on the street, in the kitchen, in the office, on the plane, in the subway, in the desert, in the crowd, or alone. We have no need to go to Tibet, India, or the top of Mount Shasta. We are where we should be, now.
Now is the immediacy, now is the immortal moment, now is all the time we have. We have no power over the before-now which has brought us here, we do have power over the after- now, through what we do or dont do, now.
Here on the rim of the Great Medicine Wheel, mandala of the world, whose center is everywhere and circumference nowhere, we sound our horn, we send our voice, we cry our beings whole desire, or as Tsaviaya advised, sit down where you are and set up a squawk. The Grandfathers hear. But you must ask.
If we ask aright, with integrity and total commitment, the way will be revealed, step by gentle step. So it is for me, so it is for you, so it is for everyone.
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