I want to thank those of you who have been my friends and those who wish to be my friend, for taking me on a journey of a lifetime. Your insights, knowledge, and passion for the lifestyle long past has renewed my believe that the dreams and visions of our ancestors will live on forever.
Miss Rose...Thank you kindly for your words...I just now checked in here and found your messege so please forgive my lateness in responding. Things have been quite interesting to say the laest and I now find myself 6 days away from moving into a new place only to have my loan pulled from under me. I am a busy bee right now trying to arrange for truck loads of new firniture to be stored etc...My search will start again for a new home to purchase and soon hope to back among my friends. I send warm thoughts your way ..... Ned
I pray that you had a thankful 'Thanksgiving' and that it was all that you hoped it would be, and more.
By & By, I've enjoyed yolur blogs, and have to say, at least to a couple of them, though I come from a heritage that is not like yours, that the majority of us Native Americans , but also a Christian by faith, we, I believe in ancestral, spiritual, beings that walk and watch over us. Also, we, I do see the land as it once was when my forefathers walked the earth. As well, when we, I attend a western movie, I don't because of the fast gun draw, or the Calvary chase scenes, bu rather to see the openness of the land, this why I enjoy Dancing with Wolves, it was how they presented the landscape and open skies. Nowas far as the relationshipo between a man and a woman, I am sure that ones culture and religion, if they have a religion, plays a big part in how they see one another. As N'de we view our woman different than Eropean Americans or African Americans and even Hispanic Americans. But you have to remember, each Native American Nation is different from each other, and it depends also how much of the other cultures have influence the Native People development.
By the way also I put my 'Spirit of Intent' on Indian Humor on the blog and hope you give it your own consideration. I have a story that should be ready by the first week of Dec. and then another story for Jan. as well.
Any my friend, I hope and pray that you have a great day today, and I catch you another time.
Thank you. Have you read any of my Spirit of Intent, it to help educate people about people from the Native American views, an d there are others to follow. Plus I hjave stories that I post on the blog, and I'll have one ready to post on the first week of Dec. Now my friend I have to awake you into the real world. First of all, maybe at one time Native American's were completely different, but no more. Remember we were a conqured people one at a time, and as a conqured Nation we were subject to the Euopean Spanards, the Mexican then Americans, while other were subject to the English, French, Dutch the to the European Americans, and yet others were subject to the Russians, and Europen Americans. When one is subject to another people they have to set aside visual appearences and acts and so signs that they have become somewhat like those who have put them under the military and onto interment camps that were changed into Reservations once the militgary was relieved of its duty. We didn't become American citizens until after World War I, but we had to demostrate that we had assimulated into the society. And in doing so, we pick up the European American bad habits and some of the good. The bad, real bad was ALC. in all of its forms. And we have the highest rate of ALC. in the Nation, that is because our bodies can't break it down like other nationalities can.
Let me share with you of my life with my father since that is what you seem to have your search for. My father was not one for ALC. but yet he was a violent man toward us children and our mother. I wrote a book of those years, but I've yet to find anyone who would publish it. Anyway's, I come from a family of 24 brothers and sisters and 5 wives, 3 wives died. I first from my 3 oldest sisters and brother, she died because her fourth child died because of her bad milk, leaving him with 3 children to raise. I used do the rodeo circuit, and my mother was from the Old World, France and was new to America, and was at the rodeo in CO. here she me my father, she ran off with him to AZ. where I was born. To shorten the story, she had my other 6 sister and brother before she died. The night before she was shot to dead, my father had beaten us and when my mother stepped in, he turned on her and beat her unconscious, the next morning she was shot and bleed to death before help arrived. This third wife escaped back east so where, taking her 3 children by him and her son from a marriage from before. My father went to prison, and the nine of us got split up. The 2 oldest got married, 3 of use went to live with our grandmother from mom side, and the other four went to my fathers side of the family.
When he got out, he married a Mexican and had 5 children before his wife shot herself and my father let her bleed out. Then he married an Indian girl when he was 67 and was 18 and she four children before my father was sent to prison in Mexico. His Indian wife was from Mexico, a part of the Apaches that escape the American troops and are called "The Runner" or "Corredor" in Spanish. She runaway from my father, back to her fathers, and my father went after her in Mexico with a gun. He shot her father who died, and my father went to prison. When he was to be released, my father was stabbed to death. Now this but one man, but I can tell you of others that were Blackfoot, Sioux and so on.
Maybe back when we were still free and weren't forced to become like the people that took our land it was different, because we lived to help each other to eat, to care for, to protect. They were very small communities, with very simple needs and life. Plus, with my people the husband came to live among his wife's family, he help them, and he owned nothing that he could carry. Where she owned everything, and when the horse arrived, the man or woman own a horse.
But, today, a man is a man with manly strengths and weakness. So few weakness and some with many.
There are hard workers, and my father saw one, and he was dedicated, but only to himself.
Those that claim Indian blood of different parts, it is most likely true, but the amount doesn't make one so, it's his heart and soul that makes him true to his people. Moral values are taught and learned first by our parents, and some of us by our grandparents, then the village we live in, but today it is no longer so, that is why we older ones are the vanishing people, and every generation more is lost because the young have lost the ability to respect their elders.
Now, my dear friend, I hope I have helped you some what. I am not my father, though I could have been. I've been married to the same woman, since she was sixteen and twenty-one, come this Jan. 2010 it will be 48 years and we are as different as the ocean water is from a sweetwater spring, but we love one another because we are willing to negotiate. Not compromise, because one has to give up something so the other can have.
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