Cherokee Passion

I am one-eighth Cherokee, with Scottish and Irish blood, too.  Born in Virginia and raised in Ohio, I have lived all over the U.S. during my husband's years in the Navy (Viet Nam era) and with his civilian aviation career. We are currently residents of the Buckeye State again, but also facing another likely move, due to the slow economy and my husband's recent layoff.

I write fiction novels... mostly romantic suspense and fantasy romance... and I am currently working on a story in which the heroine is a woman of similar ethnic heritage as myself. It is somewhat autobiographical, but still fiction.  I usually work the stories around someone I actually know or have known, but this time I decided to explore my own roots and passion for living.

A favorite quote: Fiction is telling the truth in an imaginary way.

Sweet Soul's Journey to All,

~silkengypsy

silkengypsy silkengypsy
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3 Responses Feb 21, 2009

Silken Gypsy: How wonderful that you have to ability to write and tell the stories that you have. If you can incorporate your own story into your work, more power to you!

OMG, you were blessed to have that experience. I'm sure the vibrations of generations of women permeate that place and you were able to tune into it. Honor and respect that. It shows a sensitivity within you that is valuable.

Hi there- I don't have any Native American blood...<br />
Southern California isn't known for its Native American roots. But here, there was a vast area of Shosone-rooted villages. Each village spoke with its' own dialect, but as a larger group, they called themselves Tongva. In the 1770's a group of Spaniards came a founded some 20-some-odd missions. The purpose was to Christianize the local indians, and make the area suitable for taking over. I'm sure you know what happened from there.<br />
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But just like you, there are still some who retained their heritage, and can remember something that their grandmother, or great-grandmother told them or taught them. One band of these Tongva, who came to be known as Auga Callientes, Cahuilla, Soboba indians still live to this day near the Palm Spring area in Southern California. Although they are mostly Meztizo, or mixed with Mexican blood. Their forfathers were semi-nomidic. Palm Springs is in the desert, and in the summer is often 112, 117 degrees! They learned that by climing a great mountain which rises out of the desert, (Mt. San Jacinto) that it is a good 20 degrees cooler!, but when the snows came, it was comfortable back on the warm valley floor. One of the staples of their diet was the acorn. They ground it, mashed it, and had a process of rinsing the poison tannic acids away, and making a sort of cornmeal. Up on the mountain is a resort town called "Idyllwild". There are several big granite rocks with bowls carved into the top. Tongva women would sit with mortar and pestle and grind acorns. Many of these rocks have signs put up by the rangers indicating "Indian Grinding Rock ->." When I was a 10-year-old-girl, I was visiting my uncle's property in Idyllwild, and went alone for a short walk. I was on past of the old highway, now a dirt road which was originally a Cahuilla trail. Under a manzanita bush, I found a small Matate rock. No sign. No traffic. Only a squacking blue jay, and 3-4 bowls.<br />
At that moment, I had the feeling that there were women talking and laughing and grinding acorns, I invisioned that they would put down a blanket before sitting on the rock. Of course there was no one there, but that feeling was so strong, that someone's dead grandmother was communing with me, welcoming me, but also understanding that I am not of their blood. I have visited that rock many times. It is a two-hour drive from where I live....but it is off the beaten track and always quiet.