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Native American: My Red Road of Remembrance

When I feel inclined and often times when I am conducting a ceremony among friends with the medicine of the peoples of this land, I am most moved my the ancestors of this land. I have both the blood of the Cherokee and the Zapotec natives of America. I eat the food grown of this land and Mexico and because of growing up around the American South West, I have been influenced by the remainder of the people that were settled here first.

As an assignment in High School for extra credit I was able to attend a Pow Wow in San Diego. This dancing and chanting opened my eyes and I was lost in some ancient stream of genetic information that I then did not know what to do with. After years of exploring human consciousness, spirituality, rites of passage, and mystical initiations, I am now well through mapping the tip of the "iceberg."

I've had the honor of attending and build many sweat lodge ceremonies of different teachers. I've researched the lives of great tribes of North America and the medicine of those people (food, tools, clothing, music, language, etc.) and everything they used to create their reality. As I've grown an explored more than the Native Western Traditions and the Eastern Mystical traditions, I've been studying something given to me from a far away place: Western Magick.

I was born on the Pacific Ocean, in Southern California, so I've always felt close to the American Southwest, the Indigenous Races of Mexico and the Asian influences coming from the Pacific Ocean (Hawaii and Japan mainly). In my meditations lately and a lot of the reading I've embarked upon, I'm learning about the Magic of Egypt, the Persians, Italians, the Spanish, the French and the Islands around Wales. So much is flowering or feels like so within me. Since I can remember I've been researching paranormal and supernatural things with full intention towards making these a part of my life. Now it seems I am a nexus of lives, of memories that are aware and help me to re-familiarize what the Ancestral Me has always known.

I am Italian, Spanish, Persian, and Welsh for sure along with the heritage of Cherokee and Zapotec. It's likely that there is French, North African, and Irish in there too. I'm a mix up! And this is precisely why it is important for me to learn the ancient traditions of these people. It's my familiar medicine. So I urge my friends and leaders of the change to dig at least 7 generations into your family into your medicine and take back the strength that lives there.

Each and every one of use has genetic memory and can access information through the the DNA.

Why do you think the powers that were have modified the genetics of the food supply?

How can the unnatural things we do and eat cause use to forget our ancestors and our POWER?

What are you favorite medicine for your power and your ancestral memory?

~I trust in Cactus, Mushrooms, and Salvia Divinorum.


Sincerely,
Hugh T Alchemy

Feel free to learn through this blog and use me as a resource. I am at WakingWithin@gmail.com and I will be traveling with my family doing ceremony and learning about indigenous practices. I may be interested in coming to your area and teaching if you contact me. I offer: Herbal teachings, Fungal teachings, plant and fungus husbandry, Shamanism, Ceremony, Ritual, Soul Retrievel, Raindrop Therapy, Essential Oil healing, and Retreats.

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