The Awééts’áál (Cradleboard) Project docu-film premiere brought life and energy into an otherwise quiet auditorium. Filled with laughter, side conversations, and warm introductions, the evening marked the beginning of a growing community. Held at the Phil Thomas Performing Arts Center in Shiprock, NM, the event drew community members from surrounding towns, all arriving with a shared sense of curiosity.
As guests made their way to the auditorium, they were welcomed by the handmade cardboard cradleboards created by the local school’s Mr. Keewood’s cultural class. These pieces were thoughtfully and meticulously built, offering a glimpse into the care and tradition behind the practice. Many attendees paused to admire their craftsmanship, setting the tone for the evening ahead.
Tom Chee, CIH Elder in Residence, opened the night with a blessing and acknowledgment of those gathered to honor the dedication and hard work of Diné men. His words created space for laughter, the best kind of medicine, along with reflection and genuine connection.
Lyle Harvey, cultural teacher and one of the Center’s Elder in Residence, shared an origin story of how the cradleboard was first discovered- formed of rainbow, lightening, and earth. His telling moved many in the audience, bring tears as it evoked a deep sense of love and responsibility for our children and grandchildren.
The film itself, produced by Four Directions Health Communications’ Stuart Noble, follows the experiences of Diné men who committed to a three-day workshop facilitated by our Center along with Zach Ben of the Bidii Baby Foods and the Ben Initiative.
During the workshops, Zach and Lyle, shared the spiritual and emotional meaning of cradleboard making and highlighting how each piece is deeply connected to our teachings about the past, present, and future. Each participant came with an open mind, many seeking to learn traditions that had not been passed down to them. They arrived eager to absorb the knowledge, like sponges, taking in stories of a tradition at risk of being lost. In doing so, their commitment helped breathe new life into the practice, with each swing of the axe contributing to its revival.
As the evening continued, the sense of brotherhood among the cohort participants was clear. What began as a workshop had grown into lasting relationships. By the time the credits rolled, tears were shed and joy filled the room.
