November 2011
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Mak-ohlone mak-noono ya roote ‘innutka, mak-‘uyyaki_, Nuhu, mak pekre ne tuuxi, ‘At mak roote ‘innutka hu_i_tak……. never surrender and always preserve cuz the hope continues
LIVID AND ANNOYED by the infighting that exists in our community. Instead of working for common interest, we are working against each other. Instead of collaborating common goals, why must we pick fights with each other? It is so obvious that our common interests are in the same place, but minor details our comminity from moving forward.
Divide and conquer is alive and well in 2011, and...
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Yesterday, I was lucky enough to be part of a speech at the California Indian Museum and Cultural Center, speaking about how my cousin and I are striving to change interpretation at a California Mission, our Misson; Mission Dolores. Historically, California Missions have glorified the Spanish story, the Spanish achievements, and the Spanish bringing “civilization” to California, and to...
“It was more than the invasion into California. It is an occupation of our land”
– Wise California Indian woman told me
Good day
Hearing stories of resistance, of hope, of change, and perseverance at California Indian Museum and Cultural Center event in San Marcos today.
Finished my own clapper stick as those around me learned basketry, to make abalone necklaces, and traditional games while hearing passionate California Indian storytelling and song. We worked together.
I went to the grand opening of the California...
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Saclan
Today I went to Saclan, the village my great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather, Poylemja, was from. Saclan folks launched one of the largest fights of resistance against the Spanish invaders and never fully gave in to Spanish rule. They did not surrender.
I saw the ancient cupulets that women would use for generations to grind acorns.
I felt good. I felt connected. Driving afterwards...
Anonymous asked: What did the Ohlone call the delta area, or more specifically, what is the name for where the waters meet?
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Today, at work, I wore abalone beads. In the old traditions, they are said to protect us. I felt good today.
I was told tonight an old acquaintance said that after I “found out” I’m Ohlone all I do is “write about it on Facebook.”
I sigh.
I didn’t just find out I am Ohlone. It has been a fact since I was in the womb. For years, I struggled to entirely...
