Together, We Stand Strong

🧡***Painting Above is NOT Mine****🧡

Bare with me folks, this is kind of a long story about a dream I had last night. Please read all the way through. Totally understandable for those who chose not to read. I respect and honor your choices. For those who do want to read, thank you. 🧡

Dream sequence: In this dream it was dark. I could only see the stars and the moon in the sky. The stars were glowing with absolute radiance, I could almost taste the crisp nocturnal air. The soft grass between my toes and the cool lake that reflected the constellations. The wind was bellowing my hair within its breezes. My ears could hear the sounds of nature. Then another sound caught my attention, it was my aunt Sally. 

She had appeared to me in the Apache womens ritual garment. She told me she was proud of me and all what I have accomplished. As shes talking to me the dawn was slowly approaching. Sally then tells me about our family roots. She said, "yes, my fathers side was of the Spanish Conquistadors knights but that's not what I'm here for. I am talking about the roots that have been hidden inside you. Yes, they have been blooming a little at a time but our ancestors have sent me to help you to blossom further." 

I replied to Sally, "I know grandma's side is of the Mesoamerican Indians..." Aunt Sally stops me before I can finish my sentence. She then says, "you are a child of the Sky Father and the Earth Mother, we ALL are. Your roots run deep, Juli. Very deep! Do not worry so much! We are always with you. You are not alone in this, ever!" As the sun starts to rise, the hill that I was on starts to grow into a mountain and I am risen up. What got to me the most in this dream was all my Apache and Mesoamerican ancestors, including all our brother sisters tribes from all over the world. They were all there standing strong, dancing and chanting with drums with other instruments too. They were building the confidence within me to go the distance. I also saw other mountains with my fellow brothers and sisters. We all hugged each other and as we held hands we walked into the rising sun.  

I think the dream meant WE ALL need to stand together. To stand up and let our voices be heard. We all need to break free from the shackles that bind us. We are here, we have always been here, and we will never leave. This land belongs the ones whose blood covers this nation! The colonizers took our crops, murdered our people, erased thousands of years of tradition and culture. But we are not the only ones who the colonizers attacked and viciously killed. Our fellow siblings of African cultures, the Chinese cultures, and the Mexican cultures. I stand with ALL my sisters and brothers who's people built this 'great country' on their backs with their blood, sweat and tears. 

This land, is stollen land. Blood of innocents have been spelt and it's all over the place. Yet, a lot folks refuse to see it. One thing is for sure, you may have taken our land, murdered our people, erased our history and culture, then acted like nothing ever happened..but we still have one thing that you will never take, our Spirits! We will ALL rise together. Our fellow brothers and sisters will rise along with us. ALL OUR voices will be heard. 
#WeWILLHaveVictory
#WEWILLHAVEOURFREEDOM
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