Maybe I already have thought much about it.
It may be amazing. My trust factor is low on paying someone
to tell me a story which may be true or may not be true.
I also think the DNA banks are limited.
I know people with defined DNA structures and ancestry that do NOT come up
after paying for their personal results. So there are horror stories
also. I know, their getting better. Many indigenous cultures seem very limited
in the DNA banks.
My own Spiritual endeavors have revealed much.
Unfortunately I do not believe the internet is a place I
am comfortable or trust revealing such in-depth personal
experiences. Both because I guard such experiences and the Ego loves to be involved.
I have already gone beyond my trust level on this very site.
It is a quandary for me.
I do however try to tell some things in a general way.
The best thing about it is that you get a list of your 1st to distant cousins.
For example - I learned about my Saami-dna, but had no idea which specific group I was related to / descendant of …. until I discovered a big cluster of cousins from a specific group/place.
The same with my Finland-Swedish grandparent’s side. I knew next to nothing about them, but now I’ve got a massive family-trees going back to 1500 something with histories, historical persons, customs etc. etc.
The other best thing is that you can download your raw dna and with that data you can start doing your own research using GEDmatch admixture calculators for example.
Well, that just gives me the skeleton to work from …. 16% + non-European.
Once I start adding Siberian populations into the calculator mix, I discover that most of my “Amerind” disappears as it is ‘hiding’ in my Chuckhi, Nganassan, Dolgan and Selkup ancestry and then depending on the populations used, I will only get 1-5% of the old-old Siberian/Amerind (Siberians no longer carry, but say, Mayans still do).
Trudell says something like “Ancestral knowledge - encoded in the DNA”
And I think that is so true.
To access the cellular memory – the collective subconscious, is a bit like ‘remembering past lives’.
Besides, Amerind-energy-signature (of the auric/energy field) is unique.
I know your subjects are serious in nature but I can't help myself
it is my nature to see the humorous side of things.
When I read your quote above I thought "Oh, I got a song for that cousin thing". LOL
Just listen to the first 34 seconds of song.
Your quite knowledgeable on DNA.:notworthy:
I have the alcoholic gene. Regardless of which ancestor passed it on.
Though I know it was my Father.
He is a gun slinging drunk with a dark violent side.
No doubt ancestral.
He raised us to watch his back from all people trying to get him for all
the grief and violence he spread.
The simple fact is it became an apparent ancestral part of my life.
I would be a casualty by now, of the hopeless alcoholic variety
if not for the Red Road of Life.
I was a Dr. Jekyll Mr. Hyde drinker.
Did you not have another role model to compare him to?
1877 Peace Vision of Crazy Horse Warrior
I had my Mother as a role model who he
beat, shot at and blamed for my sisters death.
Honestly I was attracted to the false power of violence.
I could not see her as a role model until years later
after my Naval Captain of the ship I was on had spoke these words in 1985.
"I know your kind, I don't like your kind and I will do
everything in my power to get you off of this ship."
These words confused me. "my kind" I did not know what he meant
by my kind. Of course I can see now that he probably meant I was just like my Father
and Grandfather even though he did not know them, he could see the fruits of that sort of upbringing.
A life set on a destructive path. Not caring about life and Love
but only spreading our grief and misery and calling that happiness. :confused:
At least I was able to look at myself honestly for the first time.
Before I would always blame what I done on the alcohol and not believe it was me
that acted that way.(Dr.Jykell Mr. Hyde)
Any who, I did see it was me and not the alcohols fault.
So in 1985 I threw myself and life at the Mercy of an unknown God and AA.
5 years later took my first step on the Red Road of Life. So I have had many roles models since 1985
and even my Mother became a role model until she crossed in 1990.
So I guess my whole point when it comes to DNA and looking back.
It is stingy and hurtful for me. So I have still this life and family that I still go through
the clearing of emotions and traumas. So it seems unfathomable to dredge up people
I do not even know yet.
Any way, computer is heating up so I will stop, so I do not lose these words.
My Western (‘white’) great-grandfather was an alcoholic, so my grandfather as a boy of 12 years old started to look after his mother and his remaining siblings (3 had already died), plus he also took on the responsibility of educating them.
He absolutely HATED alcohol and also Church, which in communions dished out that EVIL drink – heh.
Great grandfather’s family had been “Svecoman” (supporters of the Swedish rule) but since he had married into a “Fennoman” family (the senator was a relative of) – sorry about the links:
– my grandfather, the now Social Justice Warrior (SJW) as a young man also wanted to know more about the roots of Finnish culture and when an opportunity came for him to work for the St. Petersburg – Murmansk railway – he moved East:
When he in turn married this tiny, dark skinned woman from an area where people were called ‘Lapps’ – this was toooooo much. His family flat out refused to become God-Parents to my grandparent’s first born who was too dark … and they disowned us.
So never mind this absolutely useless alcoholic who himself had to be taken care of and who let his family starve. Some dignity of their ‘superiority’ had to be maintained by creating this taboo ‘colour boundary’ my grandfather had now grossed.
Ok. Trying to make a long story shorter – my ‘white’ grandfather marrying my gran was like a Britt marrying an Oz-Aboriginal. The difference in the worldview … culture … was that great, so my role models were white vs. indigenous in juxtaposition (to get a full view) .. as from infant to …. I grew up with them …
I know who I am.
When (whites), especially Germans see me, they display this immediate trust-factor.
When some Aboriginal Elders, PNG’s, Vanuatuans, some Maories or some First Nations Americans have seen me, they might get confused a bit at first or come out strait with it, like this one PNG lady:
“When I look at you, I see a white person – but you are not – not r-e-a-l-l-y”.
Or they just see me, take a beeline strait to me and expect me to acknowledge our connection, which of course I do, how could I not.
the "Tribe Called Red" mentioned about the indigenous being ‘invisible’ in the country.
My definition of ‘invisibleness’ is a bit different.
Whom do you think I can trust.
The ones that see me beyond the veil of appearances or the ones that do not i.e. the ones to whom I remain invisible (whether they claim to be indigenous themselves and also anti-cultural appropriation activists saving native spirituality to boot ...or not) ….
Nice share of some of your history.
I use to carry my resentment luggage everywhere
I went because I thought I was justified or right to
Luckily those on the Redroad said if wanted to walk their
way i needed to learn to get rid of my rightness to follow the Chanunpa Wakan.
Also to learn how to trust and Love. these are big lessons to learn.
One blood/ Redroad language video
Lakota wisdom keepers. 6:21 mins.
Wallace Black Elk/ Earth Person
Universal Mind- Wallace Black Elk (9:27 mins. long.)
These are teachings I am familiar with and Love.
I miss these old teachers. Even though I never sat with Wallace
I can sit with him now through the videos he left.
It is GOOD.
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