The Handsome Warrior

 


The Handsome Warrior

Saturday evening as I was leaving the Powwow in Tahlequah, Oklahoma, I had already put my cellphone in my purse and how I wish I would have kept it out to take a picture of the most wonderful scene.

A handsome warrior was standing, talking to his mother or wife. I could not tell the age of the warrior because of his regalia and face paint. His natural stance showing strength, honor, and composure filled me with such admiration that I told this man that I loved him as I walked by.

He turned to look at me and saw my eyes widen as I realized what I had said. I tried, without avail, to explain the different love that I spoke of. Motioning with my hands the length of his raiment, concerned that the woman he was speaking with was his wife. My hand motions only made his perplexity heighten. As you know, I am a single, straight woman and I recognize a good-looking man when I see one, because he was. I did not attempt to flirt with him in any way. It was the longing of my ancestral heritage that made me love him so.

I still see him in the recess of my mind. The strong, determined, warrior standing to reunite the past bringing it forward for the here and now to preserve our future as Cherokee.


On this day as America celebrates Labor Day, how could I not share photos of my labor of love for my artistic ability, writing career, and heritage? 

May God bless you and yours! May God bless the Cherokee, my heritage, for the future of our nation. And may the Cherokee Nation live and prosper in this world. Have a blessed and safe Labor Day.

Love always,

Laveda D. Rockford


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