Fort Thompson, SD - A First People

I was educated about a forgotten people, a story never told in my history classes...

The Wounded Knee Massacre.

I am trying to better understand and not judge what happened but my knee jerk reaction is to hate President Eisenhower and the American Calvary.

With further reflection and opening of my heart it all goes back to fear.

The massacre of these people, our nation's first people was energized from fear.

We kill, hurt, beat, deprive, ridicule, hate what we fear.

How would history of been recorded differently had love energized the Wasicu's (white man's) interactions with the natives?

Where might we all be now?

What might current politics look like if we let LOVE fuel our interactions?