Rupert Isaacson. The Healing Land. A Kalahari Journey. London, Fourth Estate, 2001. 287 pp., Hardcover £16.99 Paperback £ 7.99.
Anyone who has heard of the Bushmen has heard of Laurens van der Post, whose writings in the fifties established him as an authority on life in the Kalahari. Rupert Isaacson's work is certainly informed by van der Post's ground breaking observations, but the author has gone one step beyond: he has tried to avoid looking upon the Bushmen with a paternalistic eye, to the extent possible for a Londoner with a South African mother and a Rhodesian father. He has also attempted to forge links, albeit not always successfully, between the different branches of his extended family, pertaining to both ends of the political and colour spectrum. Most importantly, he has avoided idealizing a people he has learned to truly love and trust.
"In the beginning, so my mother told me, were the Bushmen" is Isaacson's gentle introduction to the stories and myths of the people who have lived in Africa longer than anyone else. In fact, the author informs us that the Bushmen, more properly known as KhoiSan but whom others call "Hottentots", "are considered... to be the oldest human culture on earth, possibly ancestors to us all". With this low-key statement, Isaacson demolishes the Euro centric notion of distinct races and the ideological underpinnings of the Apartheid system that caused such a rift in South Africa and whose effects can still be felt.
Isaacson's narrative sometimes reads like a road movie, with the characters meandering all over the place and the destination point beginning to appear like a shifting mirage in the desert. But patience, because The Healing Land is also a lesson in the importance of ritual and prophecy and in the futility of running against time. Isaacson's narrative slowly unfolds to reveal the most important plot being played out in the Kalahari Desert as well as throughout the world: the struggle between a globalizing industrializing power-hungry elite and the gentle and wise custodians of the land and all the creatures within it. We learn that the Bushmen in the end win some hard-fought land-claims ...but on paper only. We are also reminded that "a new millennium has begun, and the Bushmen and their vast, golden land, are still there." We are also taught a lesson in humility. Polly Loxton, the author's mother who accompanied her son on his quest, wrote it down ever so simply in her journal:
"In the desert ...the body lightens. You need very little. That what matters is God within. The pure heart. Loving kindness. Forgiveness. Restitution. Reciprocity."
This is what The Healing Land is all about.