My initial encounter with Cochise came during World War II when my parents’ relationship broke and I found myself profoundly affected by the loss of my Father. It was a big loss; I struggled for years over it. I was caught in the deep journey described by Joseph Campbell as the “Search for the Father”. As an “orphan archetype” I was confused, angry and self-destructive. My self-image had been bruised. Luckily my mother realizing that she could no longer manage me sent me off at the age of eight to live with my Uncle/Aunt and cousins. This provided stability and role models to learn from. While there I was drawn to native culture. I am not sure why or how the “spiritual magic” entered into my life leading me in their direction. I read everything I could about the Native experience and probably identified with them too as they had been orphaned/demonized and ethnically cleansed but nonetheless displayed incredible nobility, honor, and courage in the face of overwhelming odds.
At this juncture when I was about twelve Cochise arrived. The vehicle that brought him alive was the film “Broken Arrow” made in 1950. Jeff Chandler played Cochise, and although he was not indigenous, his role was so powerful that it exercised a significant emotional influence upon me. The film then led me to the historical fictional novel from which it was drawn, namely, Blood Brother, written by Elliot Arnold in 1947. My mother retells the story that when we first saw the film she realized the impact it was having and we stayed for all 5 showings. The same passion gripped me when I read Blood Brother. If I read it once I must have read it a dozen times. I just couldn’t get enough of the “Cochise Story”, I was snake bitten. I was drawn to Cochise’s honesty, compassion, strength, courage, and wisdom. He was the iconic “Father” figure and I wanted to imitate and internalize the qualities he had displayed during a difficult time for the Apaches as they experienced a serious challenge from a different culture.
Extraordinarily Cochise emerged as my internal “Sage Archetype” or voice/ guide who helped me to transform the youthful negative “orphan” images/patterns of victim, self-piety into a deeper insight that from loss emerges growth, wisdom and transformation. Out of this budding relationship with Cochise came the realization that everyone has the ability to create through the power of imagination and knowledge internal models of inspiration leading to a deeper appreciation of self and the frailties of the human condition humanity. Cochise expanded my appreciation for diversity and Native culture. There was so much “wisdom” that the dominant culture could learn from the Apaches about community, relationships, “Mother Earth”, four legged, nature, “rock people”, time, and healing. Indeed it wasn’t until 1989 that I realized what a profound impact Cochise had in shaping my life. Upon leaving a “Forty Day Spiritual Retreat” in Taos, I along with a friend, drove to Chiricahuas Mountains to visit Chiricahua National Monument. I was very excited and expected to see many monuments to Cochise and his people, but soon went away baffled, confused and upset as hardly a word or artifact was to be found about the Apaches who had been there for centuries. I left visibly shaken and my friend pointing this out indicated to me that Cochise indeed had replaced my biological father. I vowed at that moment to honor his memory by writing a biography of him and his times.
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