In this book, Black Elk, Sioux great priest tells us about the seven important rites of his people. By the way, he recounts the founding myths of religion (because there is no other word). Without imagination of the white man, the Sioux religion is undertaken from within to show unvarnished. Through rigorous descriptions, liturgy of the pipe and the Sundance lose their mystery. Fantasies fade to reveal a religion not only attentive to the cosmos as the Hindu religion, but also with many points in common with religions closer Us (repentance, forgiveness, love of neighbor, etc.) The important visions for the Sioux is probably the most surprising element because the Sioux do not seem to know the hallucination.
To be honest, this non-warped narrative by white middle gave me a curious effect. Contrary to conventional topical Sioux religion is not a pagan animism, but a true culture overdue. However, I would not recommend this play to anyone who seeks to know the Sioux together, because to speak clearly, this book is more a theology or ethnology documentary of a global plunge in Indians of North America.
