Day 05 — Something you hope to do in your life.

I have been working on my bucket list for a year now but there is one thing I really want to do. Completing what our ancestors started in 1898. Bring full 1866 Treaty rights to the Black Indians of the Five Civilized tribes. (Chickasaw, Choctaw, Cherokee, Creek and Seminole). Many of you know I have been working on this since 1985. It's take two step forward and push back one. We are gaining territory but this process has been a long and difficult task. As much as I love our President, he is of no help in our fight. It has taken me and others 5 years to educate Congress and every bill that has been introduced starts all over every two years because new people come into congress. I started an Educational Foundation and incorporated it in 2004. You can find information about it on my web sites. The resource site is http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~ewyatt/_borders/index.html

and the Foundation site can be found at http://home.roadrunner.com/~fd5ct/

Most of you know I am Choctaw and Chickasaw. I have traced my roots to 1656 Actually I can get back to biblical days, I just never posted the documents to the resource site. I'm not going to go into great detail about the Foundation or my work with Congress you can read most of it on one of these two sites.

I use to travel the country doing lectures about Black Indians because our history books don't teach and/or have hidden much of our history. I remember a lecture I did in Chicago a few years ago, it was mostly on how to save our kids that we were losing to the streets. I was invited to this conference because of my teachings and views. Most don't really know why young black men and women too are so violent towards each other. I do, when taught (with proof) that they derive from Kings and Queens, when they know truly where they come from and don't accept the labels society tags them with. When they truly know that they are not descendants of slaves. When the know that this USA was originally called Guantanamo. When they know that our United States Constitution was drafted from the United Indian tribes of Guantanamo. You can find the name of these tribes on this link http://home.roadrunner.com/~fd5ct/known_black_indian_tribes.htm In other words give a people their true geneses and they will have a desire to respect their ancestors and each other.

My sons were raised knowing who they truly were (which has nothing to do with their Indian blood). They know their history. I am very proud to say neither has ever wore a number across their chest. Both have college degrees. Both know and respect a person for who they are not because of the color or lack of color of their skin. Neither have been affiliated with gangs. Both encourage our youth to stay in school (most of it was Rick and his motivational speaking, his hook was the yoyo that gave him a World Record, a Guinness Book Record, and a space in the Smithsonian) and his side kick with a great speaking voice his younger brother Edward (Eddie as I call him sings and was offered a record deal with his group "Ever so Clear" by LaFace (baby face)records, he was only 17 and I would not sign the contract. A decision he was not happy with but still today I know it was the right one, for all money is not good money). Today that smooth voice of his directs plans at Kansas City International airport. His two young children hears that Barry White voice with so much love to give. And all this is because they know the real history of their people.

As you might note from this long blog. I have two passions one has been accomplished..to raise two STRONG BLACK MEN. The other I hope to do in my life time. Bring real history to the world and GAIN THE FULL 1866 TREATY RIGHTS OF BLACK INDIANS.

Just some FYI for those interested in my research. The United states hid a lot of what I say here but if you research the Spanish records you will find all that I say true. The best documents I ever found were written be Hernando de Soto (c.1496/1497–1542) he died May 21, 1542 (aged 45 or 46) in Indian village of Guachoya (near present-day McArthur, Desha County, Arkansas). You might note these days were long before slavery began. In his Chronicles he describes the True Indigenous people of these United States and if you want to know what they really look like simply look in the closest mirror and not what Hollywood or the pictures of Native Americans you see today. I AM NOT NATIVE AMERICAN I AM INDIGENOUS TO THESE LANDS and so are most of you. I AM GYPSY OHOYO

Day 04 — Something you have to forgive someone for.

This is kind of like day 3. I don't have anyone right now that I need to forgive for anything. I don't hold on to things that are negative for they only diminish me. Are there people who I feel/felt that did me wrong? Sure there has (more than I can remember in my 65 years here) But I forgave them already and unless something happens while I'm typing this I have to say there is NO ONE..

I could go into a Laundry list things that has happen over the course of my life but that is not the question nor is it any ones business, but my own. Also if I type it here means I have not turned it loose, which I have. For to sit here and try to remember it all is just a waste of energy and I don't waste energy. I remember telling Grasshopper just the other day, I look at life like I do the energizer bunny. We only get so much and I'm not going to waste any, for I might need it to fight for my life..You know when you are taking that last breath of life and you just run out of energy to keep fighting? Well I'm putting a lot in reserve cause when I need it most I want it to be there. I don't want my battery to come up short (die) when I really need it. So I say FORGIVE QUICKLY and let it go for it will only diminish your life.

Day 03 — Something you have to forgive yourself for.

Honestly there is nothing and I do mean nothing I need to forgive me for. I truly believe that once I ask the Great Spirit to forgive my transgressions, I leave them there. For me what's the point of asking and you keep holding on to whatever it was? I can forgive you (well most of you) for the things you may have done that affected me, but I learned many moons ago, if you hold on to crap you will stay in the toilet. Have I done some wrong shyt, you bet your sweet bippies I have. Some of it I knew was wrong when I did it and it did bring me a moment of pleasure. Right now on my face book page up there where most of you have a bunch of pictures you have been tagged in) I am blasting NEVER REGRET ANYTHING THAT ONCE BROUGHT A SMILE TO YOUR FACE. Some of my wrong shyt brought a smile to my face so I don't regret doing it. Did I need to ask for forgiveness, Yeap, but I don't have that kind of power, only the Great Spirit does, so that's who I ask.

Now that I think about it, What would there be to forgive of myself? When I knowingly did some foul shyt that brought me pleasure. Would I do it again? Some of it I perhaps already have, so would I need to keep forgiving me for the same crap that I will perhaps do again. I tend to look at the big picture of thing. Since The Great Spirit knows every hair on my head, Since before I entered life this time, The Great Spirit knows what I will do all of this life, so to say I need to FORGIVE me for something is like saying the Great Spirit doesn't know what he is doing. I know He Knows so He didn't make no mistakes when He sent me here. So Day number 3 is a wash cause ain't nothing here now or ever that I need to forgive me for..Waiting on day number 4

Day 02 — Something you love about yourself

Picture Eleanor Roosevelt 1898

This is an easy one for me first let me tell you a thing or two about online Social networks. Back in the late 90s I started visiting Social networks. I started blogging (for me) shortly there after. I love poems and this one was written about me in 1885 perhaps in my previous life since I wasn't born this time until 1945. But the entire poems speaks to what I love about ME. I often say I have an opinion about everything, even things I don't know a thing about. I can stand alone in something I feel is truth even if I am the only one on this side of the fence. I see bandwagon jumpers (People who never have an opinion of their own). I have read works by wise people, Primo and Rippa come to mind, did I agree with everything they wrote, Nope because I have my own opinion. However over the many years of reading them their have been folks that no matter what they wrote they jumped on their bandwagon. My indian name Is Ohoyo it means a wise woman in the Choctaw language. My given name is Eleanor named for a very wise woman Anna Eleanor Roosevelt. I Quote her often and try to live up to the name my father gave me. So what I love about me is THAT I HAVE AN OPINION about every thing and have no fear of expressing it for a band wagon jumper I am not. Feel free to read the poem by British Nobel laureate Rudyard Kipling written just for me.

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Day 01 — Something you hate about yourself.

Alone and Lonely are not the same.

As most that know me know I don't do a lot of people. (Most times I don't do any). I am a loner and realized today I've always been that way. Back in 1997 I lost hearing in my left ear (went to bed one night hearing and woke the next morning hearing impaired) not until today I realize I've always thought my need to be alone was because when in a crowd of people I can't hear a dayum thing. I really thought I started isolating myself in 1997 because I had to say huh, what did you say, I'm sorry I didn't hear you and that got old real quick. I'm tired of reminding people I was hearing impaired. I was accused of being a snob (which I am) for not speaking or replying to people. It had nothing to do with being a snob, I simply did not hear them (the snob part will perhaps come somewhere in this 30 days). But I've never had more than three people close to me at one time. As a child it was Yvonne Moore and Janet Maddox, As a teenager it was Charli walker, as an adult it was Charli Walker and Kathy Alexander today it is Melvin Shoats, that some of you know as Mr. Ruby.

It took me more than 5 years to come to terms with my hearing loss and that it would not return (to this date no one knows why or where it went). I had to make some adjustments since the loss. My phone rings I automatically hit mute on my TV or stereo, I can no longer sit in my congregation at church, I use to sing and I can no longer do that, sitting in a movie theater is out of the question. I love Broadway and off Broadway plays can't do that one anymore either. I did go to Chicago to see the Color Purple, the play was there, I was there but I might as well have stayed in Kansas City. I went to the last Blues Festival in Kansas City tickets where 94.00 which proved to be a waste of money.

I just bet you think I'm going to say I hate the fact that I'm hearing impaired, that is not the case I find it to be a blessing for I don't have to hear all the negative stuff people say (I don't deal in negative either). What I really hate about me is that I'm a loner. I like me more than I do other people. I enjoy being here alone and honestly I hate when people come a calling. I can do people for short periods of time like 3 days after that I'm tired of you and want to be with just me. I am not lonely by any stretch of the imagination, I am simply alone and love every minute of it. That is what I hate most about me, THAT I LOVE BEING ALONE. Yeap I know it makes no sense, I guess it's a love hate thing.