For some time now I have been receiving native words in my head. Along with strange dreams with native characters (numbering three which are in vivid memory) I have come to believe that I either was a Native American in my last life or that one of my spirit guides is Native American. I recall that these things began to occur a few years ago. The first time it happened I was sitting in bed ready to read before bed. Then I heard in my head a clear word which I had no idea what it meant. It sounded Native American but I couldn't be sure. It felt as though I was been calmed because I had been considering the stresses of work the next day. It sounded like (phonetically) Ach-in-a-wai. I looked for the word but never found it. Soon after I received another word....Iwaiam. !. I looked it up on the net on various sites. I knew deeply that I could find this word. Even while I looked I felt like someone was watching me search for it. Soon it dawned on me as I looked at the word written on the a paper (by the way the words seemed spelled out in my head as they were being spoken which made it possible to look it up) that it needed to be separated...I Waiam. It was someone telling what they were! I looked that up. It took me an hour but I found it! The Waiam band. They lived along the Colorado River at the turn of the century! I was so surprised! This word existed and this band of peoples were quite obscure. The document detailed how this band of Natve American got assimilated into a larger native group...mostly the Cherokee's. So I now knew I wasn't totally out of my mind. The next word came to me last summer. I remember it was summer because I was preparing to go to a wedding in less than a week. The problem was I was broke. I was going to wear a nice, floral dress I already had. The problem was though that I needed a camasole (a frilly undershirt for you guys out there lol) and I simply couldn't find one in the stores. One night around that time the word "Anawo" kept ringing in my head. I continued doing my daily duties until it dawned on me I could use material to cover the too-low neckline. It would be sewn as part of the dress. It looked good too I must say. I digress. After the wedding had passed I had time to reflect on the word. I knew how it would be spelt so I looked it up and "An-a-wo" appeared in a list of common Cherokee words. It meant "cloth". Could it be that someone was telling me to use cloth or material for my dress. I evidently did take the advice.
Then there were the dreams. The first occured years before the words began. I dreamt I was standing in front of this beautiful fountain. It was dusk out and this fountain looked to be in the middle of a quiet town square (south western). The water was lit with many beautiful colours. The rainbow water was gorgeous and as I watched it move, suddenly some of the water rose up in the air and formed a face. It was the beautiful and wise face of a native women. She spoke to me clearly, "Your name is Magda. You are like the warden. You have the keys to let them in or let them out." She smiled and the dream ended. I remember it clearly to this day. Later, I felt that the women was telling me of my abilities as a medium. In any case there was the native lady. After the first word came into my head, I had another dream. This time it did not feel like dream at all. But I will include it in the dream category since there is no other appropriate category really. I was in bed with my boyfriend sleeping deeply beside me. I could hear hime breathe in and out,and I instinctively sat up in bed and looked to my side where I had a clear view of my door which was wide open. There stood a large (in life she would be considered overweight) Native American lady. She was in shadow, which was unfortunate because I did want to see her face. She was quiet and stood there. She had long black hair hanging off her shoulders but it was tied tightly at the back of her head.. She wore what looked like multi-layered clothing. The clothing looked thick and heavy, dark brown and frayed. We looked at eachother for sometime. Then she somehow communicated that she was a protector. Next to me my boyfriend snorted alittle (almost like he was going to begin snoring) She quickly studied him defensively. I placed my arm over him and said, "He's alright, he's a good man." She seemed to calm down and the "dream" ended. It was strange though because after this dream my boyfriend stopped having problems in the home i;e: items disapearing all the time.
My most recent "dream" with this theme provided some more information for me. A few months ago I began another dream that did not feel like a dream at all. In it, there was the most beautiful horse I'd ever seen. It was soft and brown. It's eyes were clear and intelligent. As soon as I saw it I shouted,
" A-ya-ya-wai, what are you doing here??" I was absolutely thrilled to see this horse. I became lucid during this dream and realized that I had spoken another language. I began to ride the horse. We were in a realm I knew from before....the white space. It was just me and the horse. I had jumped off a small edge of something and rode the horse bare back. I felt so free. I had missed my horse. When I woke up I felt rejuvenated. I repeated the name a-ya-ya-wai and I felt calm. I often say the word when I feel stressed and it always calms me down. And so very soon I was looking this new word up and I was only able to find the root word "a-ya" which in Cherokee means "me" or "my".
I suppose I must have a native past in some respect and/or perhaps even a spirit guide who keeps that identity even on the other side. I am sure some day I will know this all for sure. I unfortunately will not be able to come back to tell you all. :)
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