I am of Native American descent, Cherokee, Blackfoot and white thrown in for good measure, I was not raised in the ways of the Indians but was called to it buy the spirits. Growing up, I always felt as if I never belonged anywhere. I felt things and heard things others couldn't. I believed in things that others felt I wasn't sane and made no sense. It wasn't until I met a medicine woman that I began to understand what was going on in my life. She made me see that my thoughts were not mine, but the thoughts of the spirits calling me. She told me that I was a spiritual walker, and I was being called to the medicine ways. She had never seen anyone that had as strong a calling as I have. So, she asked to teach me the medicine ways of the Cherokee. I have never felt a peace as I do now, and my life has a meaning. I follow the Red Road and listen to spirits. I have an open line to the Great Spirit (GOD). I felt, all my life that when I would pray it be like a phone with a busy signal. The first time in a ceremony I felt my prayers being heard.

I am 43, happily married, and have a 21-year-old daughter, and I've been labeled disabled. I don't think of myself as disabled, I do everything I always did with a few exceptions. But, In the way of the Indian, we feel that everything happens for a reason. I am freed up to do the things that mean the most to me. A gift, that most people don't have. I have raised wolves for 7 years. I had them as pets at first, but knew in my heart that this wasn't the right thing for them, so now I raise them and reintroduce them back into the wild. I have 14 at this time,  they are at my property in Wisconsin. I hope to build a cabin on lake, I have 10 acres and the chance to acquire the 10 acres next to mine. It's eight miles out in the woods and very pretty. At this moment I am in West Virginia. I am here on a mission of the ancestors. I was called to protect burial grounds that are being desecrated. I will remain here until this has an end, one way or the other.