To Antonio Mirabal
My dear friend Mountain Lake, 21 October 1932
It was very nice of you indeed that you wrote a letter to me.
I thought you had quite forgotten me.
It is very good that this woman Schevil from California has come to see you and to remember you of myself.
It is good that she could give you my address.
I often thought of you in the meantime and I even talked of you often to my pupils.
And whenever I had the opportunity to talk to Americans, I tried to give them the right idea about your people and how important it would be for them to give you all the rights of the American Citizen.
I believe that things are getting better in the future.
I’m glad to hear that your crops were good.
I wish you would write to me once, what your religious customs are in order to secure a good harvest.
Have you got com-dances, or other ways by which you make the wheat and the corn grow?
Are your young men still worshipping the Father Sun?
Are you also making occasionally sand-paintings like the Navajos?
Any information you can give me about your religious life is always welcome to me.
I shall keep all that information to myself, but it is most helpful to me, as I am busy exploring the truth in which Indians believe.
It always impressed me as a great truth, but one hears so little about it, and particularly over here, where there are no Indians.
Times are very hard indeed and unfortunately I can’t travel as far as I used to do.
All you tell me about religion is good news to me.
There are no interesting religious things over here, only remnants of old things.
I will send you something which is still alive in this country of the old beliefs.
I was glad to hear that you are in better health than when I saw you.
I’m sure your tribe needs you very much, and I wish that you will live still many happy years.
If you ever see Mrs. Schevill again, please give her my best greetings.
As ever your friend,
~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. I, Page 101-102