Beautiful day working in the cemetery my grandpa worked in, my great grandma worked in and so on for generations and generations…. A special kind of peace exists there.
Working at ancient cemetery today (Taken with instagram)
Traditional flicker feather headband :-)
Translating traditional stories back into Chochenyo :D
210 years ago today an ancestor, Jocbocme, was baptized in this exact building. Brave ancestor, how you persevered and how strong you are. Today I am in this same building to tell our story. I didn’t know you, but you are a part of me. Because of your strength we continue.. because of your bravery we remain. (Taken with instagram)
A Hoopa kid was just on one of my tours at the old Mission. I love when that happens because I can see how they experience the opposite of what I had to deal with when at a mission during fourth grade, which portrayed my ancestors in a bad light.
She was very proud, and she didn’t have to hear the shit I heard 15 years ago. She heard the truths, because of ancestors were strong and they were honorable.
That awkward feeling when someone cuts you off as you’re driving and you scream “GET OFF MY LAND,” then forget there are other non-Indians in your car with you…….
No words needed.
while we’re calling out racist colonial douches, I wanna draw everybody’s attention to the message my fav Ohlone prince recently received:
Anonymous asked: shut your ohlone ass up #ohloneindian #ohlonenotthecollege try those
ohlone said: If you were mature enough to write this like an…
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I get sick of telling everyone “we are still here,” you should know that Ohlone are still here today, and if you don’t then go educate yourself.
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My documentation of being one of few, an Ohlone telling his story
