Dreams Do Come True

Dear Reader,

 I have to share with you some wonderful news that is the result of using the very creative process that I have been telling you about. I’m so excited because one of my dreams has come true. It was a dream that started when I was a child when my mother and aunts would tell me, my siblings and cousins about our Native American heritage, but no details such as the name of the tribe and where they were located. Back in the sixties every African American would claim a Cherokee grandmother or grandfather. In my teens, I decided to find our lost heritage. It became one of my dreams.

As the years passed, I would work on the family history interviewing family members, traveling to Virginia, the family place of origin, and storing bits and pieces of information away in a notebook. The notebook grew. I always believed that one day I would find out the truth; and even though years would pass.  I never gave up the search in my mind. Then something or someone would come along, and I would start again with as much passion as I had in my earlier years.  

I do believe that The Creator sends you the right person to guide you to the next step on the path, then like an angel he or she is gone. The visualization, the passion, the perseverance, the faith and belief, all the things I have written about to make dreams come true all paid off for me this snowy weekend.  I had discovered the lost heritage months ago, but it didn’t become real to me until I did what writers do, but pen to paper. Surrounded by one huge notebook full of documents, census reports, photos and newspaper clippings, I could connect all the dots (many years of research) and compose a document for my family that will be something tangible for them to have forever and pass down to the next generation.  Dreams do come true!

Are You an African-Native American Who Has Been Invisible in the History of America?

I had a great Friday the 13^th attending The Indivisible: African-Native American Lives in the Americas Symposium at the National Museum of the American Indian located in Washington D.C.  It was my first time connecting with people who have a similar heritage as mine. We are African-Native Americans who have been largely invisible in the history of this country. 

       

The symposium (view the webcast at http://www.nmai.si.edu/webcasts/) gave us the opportunity to share our stories and helped with the healing process of non-acceptance in American society. We told the stories of our grand and sometimes great-grandparents' struggle to be who they were--a blend of African, Native American and in many cases Euro descent. But also we shared our own identity struggles.

As children we were often ridiculed when we told others we had a grandparent or great-grandparent of Native American heritage. The response would often go like this: you don’t want to be black; you don’t have high cheek bones or a straight nose, or Indian hair. What tribe are you? Then comes the question…how much Indian blood do you have?

I recommend the following YouTube video regarding Blood Quantum Laws and DNA testing: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w436YqGcQPw.  Blood Quantum Laws and DNA testing is a form of exclusion and mind control.  For instance, in Virginia ethnic cleansing of Native Americans was carried out by Dr. Walter Ashley Plecker, Virginia’s Registrar of Vital Statistics, and continued by his successors. Native Indians were classified by the color of their skin as either “black” or “white.” They became invisible.

There is a rich history of the African-Native American relationship that has been twisted or untold. Africans have been co-mingling with the Native Indians of this country before it was known as America.

I believe the exhibit and symposium are steps in rewriting that history. I left with this powerful revelation about my African-Native American identity: I don’t have to prove who I am and I don’t need anyone else to tell me who I am. I know who I am.

The exhibit will be at the museum through May 2010, and then it will travel around the county and maybe abroad. If you would like to have the exhibit in your area please contact the museum at www.AmericanIndian.si.edu or call 1-800-242-6624.

P.S. I’m in the process of writing my story and plan to share it at a later date. The most wonderful thing about this journey for me has been to discover how my indigenous roots have been the driving force for my spirituality.

We are here. Won’t you have a conversation with us?