I’ve always had an affinity with Native Americans, especially the Cherokee…now I know why.

I just recently reconnected with my dad on January 31st, 2016, who I only saw once when I was four years old. This due to him being deployed into the Vietnam War. The effects this has had on him since then, he carries with him to this day with PTSD. He started the healing process six years ago, and is still on his journey to self love and healing, and doing a great job I might add!  Through this process has found me, and we’ve reconnected as now was the Divine right timing for this reunion to happen. As we were having a conversation yesterday he began to tell me a story….

My dad told me a story about my Great, Great, Great, Great Grandparents and how they met on the “Trail of Tears”, and how I have Cherokee blood running through my veins. And I can’t tell you how proud I am to have Cherokee blood running through my veins!! ….And “somehow I just always knew I did.”

~Trail of Tears~

In 1838 and 1839, as part of Andrew Jackson’s Indian removal policy, the Cherokee nation was forced to give up its lands east of the Mississippi River and to migrate to an area in present-day Oklahoma. The Cherokee people called this journey the “Trail of Tears,” because of its devastating effects. The migrants faced hunger, disease, and exhaustion on the forced march. Over 4,000 out of 15,000 of the Cherokees died.


Image Credit: The Granger Collection-New York.

Pictured above, The Trail of Tears, was painted by Robert Lindneux in 1942. It commemorates the suffering of the Cherokee people under forced removal. If any depictions of the “Trail of Tears” were created at the time of the march, they have not survived.

The Soul Just Knows

Now I know why in the 70s when a commercial would come on TV with the Native American Indian, and he had a tear running down his cheek because of polluting of the land, I would also have one running down mine. Remember that one? This the only commercial that truly touched my heart as a child. “The soul just KNOWS.” 💖

See Commercial Here

This also why I cannot stand Thanksgiving, and the lie that has been perpetuated throughout history. It is a day of mourning and should be treated as such with the truth being told about what really happened, WHILE being thankful and blessed. This is why I put the post out on my Facebook page last Thanksgiving expressing what Thanksgiving truly is about. This passion runs deep in my blood and through my soul.

I cannot in good conscious sit down to a lie and stuff my face with my stomach nauseated knowing what really happened. What I feel is the mouring my people feel on this day as they pay respects to their ancestors who were slaughtered, pilaged and raped while being driven off of their very land and from their homes. To Read About The Day Of Mourning- CLICK HERE.

As a child I grew up on a farm with my grandparents. This was the best time of my life! I had a Quarter Horse named Beauty, and my favorite thing to do was to tend to her and go on long rides in the country, embracing nature and all her beauty. My horse, Beauty and I developed a deep connection and understanding of one another. Our energy merged when I rode her and this Energy was the communication link between us on a telepathic level. No words needed to be verbally spoken. I could fall asleep under her and she wouldn’t move an inch until I got up. This all came naturally to me as if I needed no training, it was just second nature to me. Come to find out later in life, the horse is my animal totum. This is me, my life and how I live my life.



If Horse has crossed your path;

Know that you have the power to change anything and everything you choose in your life. Understand that the wild freedom of the Horse can be harnessed and used for your own benefit and for those around you. This understanding comes only when man and beast enter a silent contract acknowledging mutual respect and awareness of responsibility to each other.

Alternatively you are being asked to understand that true power is wisdom found in remembering your journey as a whole. Compassion, caring, teaching, loving, and sharing your gifts, talents and abilities are the gateways to power.

You are also reminded that all pathways have equal validity. Understanding this will give you insight into the power and the glory of a unified family and humanity. Understand that every human being must follow a pathway to empowerment before galloping upon the wings of destiny.

If Horse is your Animal Totem;

Horses are symbols of freedom. This totem brings new journeys. It will teach you to ride in new directions and discover your own freedom and power. Horse people are usually friendly and adventurous. If you have a Horse totem, you must ask yourself: “Am I feeling constricted? Do you need to move on or allow others to move on?” Horse will teach you how to ride into new directions to awaken and discover your own freedom and power.

If Horse has come to your Dreams:

Seeing yourself riding a Horse in your dreams may indicate you will see a project or event to successful conclusion. Falling off a Horse in your dreams indicates you’re nervous about a project or event you have scheduled. Dreaming of a Horse with reins, pulling a wagon, tied with ropes, etc., indicates you are feeling restricted and desire more freedom in your life. A bucking Horse in your dreams indicates a need to break old habits. (Source Of Horse Spirit Message)

About The Cherokee~

The origin and meaning of the name Cherokee, which they pronounce Tsaragi or Tsalagi, are unknown. They commonly call themselves Yûñwiya (“real people”).

The history of the Cherokees begins with De Soto, who passed within their territory in 1540. In 1684 they made their first treaty with the English of Carolina, with whom thereafter they maintained friendly relations throughout the Colonial period, except in the Yamasee war in 1715-1716, and in a war waged on their own account in 1759-1761. They took sides also with the English against the Americans during the Revolution, but made a treaty of peace with the United States in 1785, although the border fighting went on some years longer. In 1821 Sequoya, a mixed blood of the tribe, invented a syllabic alphabet for the language which has been an immense factor in their progress toward civilization. In 1827 they adopted a regular form of government modelled upon that of the United States, but after long controversy with the State of Georgia, which claimed jurisdiction over most of their territory not already ceded, a treaty was forced upon them in 1835 by which they bound themselves to remove to their present home in Oklahoma. The removal was accomplished in 1839, and their tribal existence continued under the style of the “Cherokee Nation“, until dissolved for American citizenship in 1906. As already noted, a small body remained behind in the old home in the East. The tribe at present numbers altogether about 20,000 persons of pure and mixed blood, exclusive of several thousand names carried upon the rolls, but repudiated by the Indians.

The Cherokees were a sedentary and agricultural people, with hunting and fishing as subordinate occupations. The women were expert potters and basket weavers, and the men skilful carvers of stone and wood. They had no central government, each town being independent in its action. They had a system of seven clans, with descent in the female line. In religion they were pantheists, holding in special reverence the Sun, Fire and Water. Their great religious ceremony was the Green Corn dance, a thanksgiving for the new crops, and their chief athletic amusement was a ball game which is the original of our lacrosse. They buried their dead in caves or under piles of stones.

A Cherokee Prayer & Blessing

May the warm winds of heaven blow softly upon your house.
May the Great Spirit bless all who enter there.
May your moccasins make happy tracks in many snows.
And may the rainbow always touch your shoulder.

I had a friend comment on this very post, which I initially added to my Facebook page with the following:

“I’m a third tsagali and 2/3 French, and I grew up on the reservation in Tahlequah Oklahoma. The stories that are passed down in our tribal history, states that we came to north america 13,000 years ago after the grand destruction of our original home of Atlantis where we we’re created by the shinning ones. When we came to this land it was populated by a race of tall red headed giants. The giants refer to this land as Fushaun.” ~MJ Cramer

When MJ made that comment I had an immediate flash back to not only this past life, but my past life connections to Atlantis, which I have been putting the pieces together for many years, and wrote another in depth article on the topic of Atlantis and my connection to it which you can read by CLICKING HERE.

What I also noticed when I read through the comments as they were posted on my Facebook page is, I’m connected to many people who also have Cherokee Heritage in their ancestral backgrounds. I just had a huge smile on my face as we all shared stories and experiences of our own, as I know “SOUL TRIBES ARE UNITING.” And many of these Souls I have had past life experiences with, this is what has drawn us to one another at this time.

This also makes sense as to why I love to heal with natural medicines, herbs, plants, essential oils, crystals, Universal Divine Energy and Earth, and have natural metaphysical abilities and gifts that have carried over from my soul imprints of previous lifetimes. I feel and heal with Divine Source Energy. I’ve always said, Earth is my church, and this is where I go for healing. I am one with the elements, the elements are one with me. I live in the here and now, and go with the flow of Universal Divine Energy. I am a healer, a teacher, a coach, a medicine woman and a Shaman. I feel truly and Divinely blessed to live the life I do. I’m grateful every single day my eyes open and my feet hit the floor. My passion to serve others runs through my soul, and I graciously and humblely accept this call in this lifetime.

I’m sure I will continue to add more pieces to this puzzle as my life continues, and I’m so excited to see where this journey takes me. And I’m so happy to be surrounded with such loving, caring and compassionate like minded Souls to share this journey with.

What I’ve learned on this journey, and my job as a Spiritual Life Coach is there are MANY layers that make a person who they are. The most important thing you can do is embrace your authencity and present it to the world. In doing so, you help others stand in their own authentic light. Be proud of who you are. It made you the soul you are today. Shine Your Light! 

 A Cherokee Short Story


Which wolf will you feed?

I will leave you with this beautiful Cherokee Music to enjoy.



To Visit The Museum Of The Cherokee Click Here!

Love, Light and Divine blessings✨😇💖

I would love to hear about your thoughts and experiences. Feel free to comment below.


~Tiffany~ Part Cherokee Indian and proud of it.💖



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5 thoughts on “My Cherokee Heritage- A Personal Blog

  1. Love this post! I’ve always been fascinated with Native American culture and history and have felt connected since I was a child hearing about the “Trail of Tears”. No personal memories, just a felt connection. Thank you for this! ❤


  2. I can’t stop crying after reading this post, it triggered something inside of me. This is the first time I read about the story of Trail of Tears. I am always fascinated about the Native American culture and when I came across the term”Cherokee” before, it just resonated with me.


  3. My parents were from Oklahoma. My grant grandmother full Cherokee. I have always ONLY felt at home in the forest. Now, in my 50’s I hike, snowshoe or kayak every day off. The forest is my bliss and I always go alone but am never alone.
    When I meditate I visualize hikes I’ve been on. Deep into the wilderness of the North West where I live. The song of the streams, the wind in the pine boughs, the smell of earth, wild ginger, ferns, wild lilies, moss, all are intoxicating for me.
    When I hike I visualize the white light of source as I inhale and I breathe out love on the exhale. Since I began doing this a few years ago wild animals which used to run away will stay and I look at them and thank them for their presence. Deer, eagles, beaver, snakes, squirrels, elk and last summer I encountered two bear in the trail. I’ve hiked for 30 years and never had an encounter like I did with those two bear. They were preoccupied, facing each other, slapping each others faces like my brothers used to do as teenagers. They were playing. I watched, cleared my throat a few times hoping they would notice me and I wouldn’t startle them too much, but it was getting late and they were in the trail so I said: “Excuse me” They both looked at the same time and I said: “It’s getting late and I need to get back to my car before dark.” We stared at each other for a few moments. Their eyes were not like looking in a dogs eyes like you might think. IT was truly like looking at the eyes of humans. They both dropped to all fours and ambled up the mountain to let me by. I never felt scared or threatened. Only thankful and honored. I hear of folks having bad encounters with animals up here. This is Grizzly Territory. But in reading the stories of these encounters, the folks, usually men, are fear and anger based packing guns and have ill intent. The way I see it, when I hike I’m in the home of the wild animals and by showing love and respect I have never once been threatened or scared.
    I feel as honored to be in the forest as I am to see wild animals. Ponderosa Pine and Western Cedar are my favorites. I thank them for their perfection and I recognize how wonderful it must be for them to live in that particular spot with streams near by and views of valleys.
    I had never heard of the Cherokee affiliation with Atlantis. It sets well with me though because I have always been frustrated by words, it feels like there should be such a better way to communicate. I have always associated the sun sparkles on the rivers and lakes with “my people”. I’m homesick for them. and I am drawn to crystals, always thanking them for finding me in this form for such a short time compared to their lives of thousands of years.
    I’ve never felt like I belonged on this planet. Have always been “homesick” but I know I’m here by choice and so, when I feel particularly drained by the energy of people or more so the energy of mine that has been taken by people. I make mental lists of what I will miss most when I’m no longer in form. Everything I mentioned above is what I will miss. When I leave on hikes I throw out a special invitation to my spirit friends to come with me, to see through my eyes and, in fact, enjoy the entire hike through all of my senses as a being in form. And sometimes, when the trail is soft from rain, I take off my shoes and feel the earth on my feet and I know that was how I hiked for many other life times. 🙂
    I loved everything about your article. Thank you so much for posting it!


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