Native American Sweatlodge Ceremony

to even see this on the internet gives me a sense of ad nauseam. Yes. I guess it just goes to show how so many are lost. Have no idea who they are, where they came from. Only wanting to belong. As the first response was in viewing this, its not to be blabbed all over the internet. So many are lost. And for this to come from some other country. Crazy. Leave it all alone. Leave us alone. Go on your own ways. Leave our ways alone. Fine with me. Speaking from an indian. Traditionalist. Talking this talking that. Leave it alone. Leave us alone.

I don't think stories like this should be shared with a lot of people even on the internet.
When you experiance something spiritual in the Native culture, you don't blab it to the world, It best to keep it to your self, to tell someone you trust.
You don't want the wrong people finding out this kind of of stuff.
Its not right to be sharing expieriances like this, expeciously about the Sweat Lodge.

i started following my grandfathersreligion 12 years ago and since then my life has been peaceful.

I have from a small child always loved anything to do with the Indian Culture. I didn't know why. Till I recently found out that my natural father who died when I was 2 was of Indian decent. I am looking more into this of my father and have found what tribe he has in his blood... I also have the indian features but I am fair completed.

May not get here again. Not sure how much I want to explore this area. Anyway, loved the part about the drums. When I'm upset, I hear drums and calm down. Never had them. Play piano though. And when I sleep, drives the husband nuts, I wiggle my toes to a beat... My oldest son did it too, as a baby. Interesting isn't it?

Sorry I'm a guest. Hate that. In "Psychic Experiences" I'm GlendaSC and didn't go through the process of signing here again. Anyway,

I took Native American Studies in my thirties. Got it. Others didn't seem too, or even my professor. But I just seemed to grasp it and understand it. Then my uncle did an expensive, indepth study of our heritage. Seems my grandmother's father married the daughter of a medicine man, Cherokee. She was destined to be the next medicine person. Then she died in child birth. He had their new baby who looked European, like him. From England. Left. Found a European settlement and married. So we always thought this woman was my grandmother's mother. My grandmother had Indian features. We always wondered. Very white though. Odd how genetics work. This point is, we feel our heritages. Some things make sense. It just takes awhile. I mix beliefs - just go with One God. I hope that's okay. Interesting though how I seemed to sense this heritage without ever guessing my heritage. And, when little, I dreamed of an Indian man, fully dressed out, dancing through my room. My mom never knew about her mother (if his research is correct). She always told me it was because of TV which didn't make sense to me even then because I didn't watch Indian TV shows.