\u00a0What You Won\u2019t Find At Our Sale<\/strong><\/p>\n They were hardly visible \u2013 just an aged, gray stump sticking up amid the tall grass, on the shadow\u2019s edge of a lush and untended grove of trees.<\/p>\n A Jarai guardian of a grave peers over the grass.<\/p><\/div>\n Our guide, clad in a black business suit \u2013 daily business wear for office owners in Kontum, Vietnam – caught his breath.\u00a0 \u201cAnd this\u2026\u201d he puffed, \u201cThis is where some of my ancestors are buried.\u201d\u00a0 He took a white handkerchief from his rear pocket and wiped the beads of sweat from his face.<\/p>\n There was no breeze; some insect droned from the still trees. The sun felt heavy. Our guide tipped his hand to usher us forward. We slipped through the natural hedge on a thin path and a small village of haunting wood-carved spirits leaned in.<\/p>\n A Jarai gravesite that is still being tended.<\/p><\/div>\n Traditional Jarai tombs are small huts that hold the possessions of the deceased and some offerings to appease the spirits. Wooden pillars topped by haunting carvings, representative of spiritual guardians, overlook each grave site. Traditional Jarai burial ceremonies are extremely expensive (involving many water buffalos and cows), and it may take a family many years to afford the proper burial rites for a loved one.\u00a0 The graves are well-tended until the ceremonies are competed. After the final ceremonies, and after enough time has passed, the tombs are abandoned. The final abandonment ceremony marks the point where death becomes final and the deceased spirit is released. Nature then runs its course with the carvings.<\/p>\n A very old Jarai guardian spirit watches over its long-abandoned grave.<\/p><\/div>\n Teak wood, like cedar, takes long to decay, but the regular rains and heat of the region etches its influence upon the site. Each guardian is for each ancestor, and they to continue to be shaped by time and memory. A soul and a teak log can each take generations to dissolve.<\/p>\n A spirit guard tends its duties.<\/p><\/div>\n But here, now, in this Jarai village of spirits with our guide and the sun is a moment of timelessness (and it\u2019s just a moment).\u00a0 Are the spirits \u00a0still here? \u00a0Can there really be a hundred years between a yesterday and a tomorrow? What is of our memories\u2026<\/p>\n We have seen these posts for sale in tourist-focused shops that seek \u201cwestern-sized\u201d pockets.\u00a0 The posts often still have a rotted, earthen stump, proof of being uprooted from its vigilant role.\u00a0 Stacked in a corner of a shop, they look lost – and even older. The more shaped by time, the more valuable.\u00a0 The more determined the features, the “better.” \u00a0The bigger, the more.<\/p>\n Each guardian in the shop leans: defeated, exiled. How could one remove such a treasure of time and memory, upsetting the order of decay?\u00a0 Such items command the respect inherent in their purpose.<\/p>\n A newer guard.<\/p><\/div>\n Some things are not meant to be traded or owned.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Jarai Gravesite Guardian Spirit-Posts, Or \u00a0What You Won\u2019t Find At Our Sale They were hardly visible \u2013 just an aged, gray stump sticking up amid the tall grass, on the shadow\u2019s edge of a lush and untended grove of … Continue reading ![\"A](\"http:\/\/hilltribeart.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/DSC01447.jpg\")
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