Hello (O-si yo) Some very dear friends: Windwalker, Edoal Spirit Buffalo and Bernice Etsitty are in the promo Trail of Tears above.
My name in Cherokee is Morning Star. I am so glad to meet you friend u-na-li. The great Creator revealed in shining patterns of lights through the tall trees that our Cherokee ancestors live on in love. His love is sweeter than honey wadulisi.
My heart is comforted.
You ni-hi my Creator are the sunshine a-ga-li-ha of my heart
a-da-nv-to joy u-li-he-li-s-di of my dawn u-gi-tsi-s-gv.
My eyes di-tsi-ga-to-li become mist ka-nu-yo-la-di at the thought of your love!
When all Natives walk together as friends, we will accomplish our goals!
Tsa-la-gi Gv-ge-yu-i
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http://www.RandlesStation.com/
Singer Songwriters: Wind Spirit Drum
A warrior, son of Bernice Etsitty, who was killed in Clarke Field, Socorro, N.M.
"There are in every life both sunshine people and rainy-day people.There are giving people and there are those who take, but how so few in number are those who understand.
To have someone understand why we cry or laugh, why we feel downcast for no apparent
reason is to have a friend. A friend accepts our changes of mood without telling us to snap out of it. They know if we could so easily handle tears we would have done it already. All our loneliness and worry and fear seems to fade in the presence of a friend who never judges but stands alongside with loyalty. My friend u-na-li , take my hand and walk with me until you can go alone.
It gives us what we need to be a friend as well. ~We shall not fail ... to nourish your hearts... about the renewal of our amity and the brightening of the Chain Of Friendship." Canassatego, 1742
'A Cherokee Feast of Days', by Joyce Sequichie Hifler
Murmurs In The Breeze
A walk in the forest
With my Creator, my friend,
The colors in the distance
Bring voices in the wind
And there amidst the trees
I listen without a sigh,
The spirits of the ancients
Echo their heart's reply
Sacred murmurs on the breeze
What would you say to me
If I became the rainbow
Or the standing tree?
Would you ask me to listen,
Or add my voice to yours?
Becoming a guardian spirit
Of these ancient woods.
See the Indian spirits in the picture I took (see above). Simply awesome!
Native American Fry Bread Recipe
3 cups all purpose flour
1 & 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
a pinch of salt
1 & 1/3 cups warm water
vegetable oil for frying
Combine the flour, baking powder and salt. Add 1 teaspoon of sugar if desired. Add the water and knead the dough until soft. Let set for 20 - 30 minutes to rise. Roll the dough out on a lightly floured board until 1/4" thick. Cut out 6" rounds. Heat enough oil in a saucepan to cover the dough (cast iron skillet suggested) fry the bread until puffed. Turn bread when edges are brown. Brown on both sides. Serve with honey. For a Navajo style taco, add beans, lettuce, shredded cheese diced tomatoes and sliced onions.
This delicious recipe is from a dear Cherokee friend, Larry McNeely of Texas. He is not only a fine cook, but a singer, songwriter and plays the banjo and guitar. All of his help with the Cherokee language is much appreciated!
I Am Proudly Learning The Cherokee Language!
Yigaquu osaniyu adanvto adadoligi nigohilvi nasquv utloyasdi nihi
'May The Great Spirit's Blessings Always Be With You'
Native Americans are my heroes because they honor Creator by treating the earth well and loving all of His Creations. I won't forget about my ancestors that walked
The Trail Of Tears, many with no coat or shoes. Some were buried in mass graves.
"Many who read these words will not understand, but those who have spent many frustrating hours seeking American Indian family connection most certainly will. Often time those in search of their Indian heritage become disillusioned and feel disappointed or sad because a relative's name cannot be found on any of the government rolls of Indian names. If you are one of those in this search, think of this: what if suddenly that lost name were found on a roll? Would it make you any more Indian than you are now? I say no. Not paper, but blood makes you Indian. Most Indians did not put their name on rolls by choice. The government did this either in the lure of land allotment or the temptation of monetary supplement to ward off starvation. The Native Indian passed their culture and tradition down from generation to generation from memory, not from a notepad or book. Therefore, if your Mother, Grandmother, Father or Grandfather told you or your family that you are of Indian blood, it is most probably true. When we accept this, there will be no sadness and the memory chain will never be broken as we follow tradition and pass this knowledge down to our children. Being American Indian comes from the heart. The same heart beating in you is the genetic heart that beat in your ancestors--a free heart long before reservations and government rolls. Therefore, let no one sway, shame or change the way you feel, be happy as what you are NATIVE INDIAN, your ancestors will smile." ~ Red Wolf~
There is no such thing as 'part Cherokee.' Either you are Cherokee or you're not. Yes, many are 'yellow hair.' More than 20 million people in the United States are of Native American blood. If you have one drop of Indian blood you are Indian. Walk the Indian path as your heart feels. To judge your degree of Indianess, first judge the color of the heart.
