I have a very mixed heritage. I have Scottish ancestry which is a very strong source of pride on my moms side, German ancestry from my moms side as well, and other European decent that I have no clue about because somehow it has gotten lost in translation through the years. However my Great Grandmother was full blooded Cherokee and my grandpa has always been proud of that fact. He did family history research and looked up old Indian records so that my cousins, sisters, and I could actually claim this Native American heritage. I have sat at my grandpas feet and listened to him talk about the past, and my great grandmother and have always always always been proud when I heard the stories. With this being said, I have NEVER EVER been to a pow wow. So this last weekend I remedied that fact and attended my very first one!
and the elaborate warrior dances!
|sorry its blurry but they just danced so FAST :)|
The women were the most lady-like example of beauty and strength I have ever seen, and the men were true manly warriors! I can tell that this is a group of proud people and I was honored to be able to spend an evening with them! The amount of respect at these dances was the most amazing part of it all. They treasured family, tradition, and togetherness. The Drum beat and chants echoed the emotion of each song with voices getting louder and softer with every beat!