Many years ago I took an online course from Rio Salado College in Phoenix, Arizona, called Native American Literature. One of the required books was, The Heartsong of Charging Elk by James Welch. So much time has passed since I read the book that I don’t remember many of the details.
What I do remember is the idea of the book — the stories about a person’s life, when woven together as a verbal tapestry, blend together to produce a melody, a heartsong. Sometimes this music is dark and foreboding. At other times it is bright and cheery. When combined, taken as a whole, these melodic musings yield the unique sound of each person’s heartsong.
Thus begins the saga of a sojourner’s heartsong. The Great Spirit willing, there will be more written about both the sojourner, the song and the some of things that shape how I came to be who I am today. For the moment, however, the reader is asked to withdraw to a quiet corner. Find a comfortable place to recline. Close your eyes and listen. Do hear the gentle beat of life’s perpetual cadence drumming in your ear? Hopefully, this sojourner’s efforts to set down a record of his heartsong song will help others hear the music of their own.
Bill Williams — a fellow sojourner
February 21, 2015