Osiyo Oginalii, Ulihelisdi Owenvsv...

Greetings Friend, welcome home.

   I would tell you a bit about myself. I was born in the green corn time at the middle of this century. My father was Tsalagi (Cherokee) and my mother is Irish/Bulgarian. It has never been a good thing to be considered a Native American in this Colonial Society, but I try to live according to the ancient ways of the Cherokee. I do not consider myself a religious person, but I do consider myself a spiritual person.
 I knew at an early age that I was different from other children. By the age of seven I knew that too survive, I would have to separate from the soft hearted woman that lived within. I danced on the edge of the hoop living in darkness for many years after separating the two sides of the coin. I became a Heyoke, a contrary that said yes, but meant no. I became a thing that did not care if it lived or died.

     At the age of thirty I began to try changing this body that the Creator had given me. I though that it would be better to die than to live trapped in this shell. At the age of thirty-five the Coyote trickster played a life altering trick. I had been taking hormones for almost a year without medical supervision. Oh, I had a prescription for the hormones, just plop down thirty-five dollars and the Doctor wrote out a prescription. No blood test, no questions, no examination, just dead presidents were required. The out come was a heart attack and a near death experience. I would not suggest that anyone follow the path of this fool.

    Even as the Coyote trickster stole my hope at becoming the woman of my dreams, the Creator was giving me the gift of an open heart. There is an old Native American proverb "We are all given something to compensate for what we have lost." I have learned to walk this path understanding that there are no good or bad events that happen. These events are just steps or obstacles that are to be survived along the path. Until we finally reach the end of the trail of this physical reality and the beginning of the spirit path, the never ending circle of life.

     My friends would call me a shaman.... Because I talk to animals and plants. Because I see and hear things that others cannot. Because I can touch a persons and relieve their pain. These things are part of the Creator's gift of an open heart. To me all things have a spirit and a right to exist in this reality. To me all things are connected. I have learned to hear the words spoken and unspoken when I talk to a person. I have learned to accept a person at face value. This does not make me a shaman, just a person that has learned to accept another persons reality.

    It has taken me most of my life to understand and accept the gift of being a two spirit person. For many being transgendered is a curse, but for me it is a blessing. I have been given the chance to exist in the middle between the two sexes. To exist as a being in control of my own fate. Living from the heart, instead of being controlled by society. So today I exist as an androgynous person laughing at the smile of a child, crying at a glorious sunset. Living true to my spirit.

    I have been privileged to find a group of kindred spirits in which to share the path.  I treasure these people, their passion for life and their laughing hearts.

    I hope that I haven't bored you. If you would like to talk just e-mail me.

 

        "What is life?  It is the flash of a firefly in the night.  It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime.  It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset."  --Crowfoot,  Blackfoot warrior and orator