I have no story, only questions. Questions that will never be answered in this life time. I am a contractor and I have plenty of native blood in me .I have always been fearful for native americans, (that is the true americans), and I can't offer much. I have denied my heritage long enough , and for this I am truely ashamed, but I don't know how to get in touch with my native past.

I know I must though, it's as if a great spirit has been calling for me and I can't hear it. I have dreams of a past life, and of a brave spirit but it is all only dreams. The people of this country who murdered the natives to get it, walk proud and give no thought as to how it came about. I'm sad to say that I too am amoung these people.

I must get connected again to my people and of my past, I tell my children they have Indian blood in them, and I say it with great pride, yet I continue to turn a deaf ear to the great people's plight. Therefore I ask for forgiveness from all of the tribes of this once great nation and of the great spirit who constantly calls for me.