How do you know you are an Indian?

After spending the week driving to work talking to the cloud being who had settled down here for the last 8 days, yesterday morning I stepped out the door and to my great delight I instantly became aware that they were standing there waiting for me. The feel inside the air was somewhat electric and all my foot steps became magnified by a crunching sound and as they talked I could hear the familiar sound of soft chimes inside their voice, it is the sound of their raindroplets moving through the air, in downward grace the song forms when they touch one another, touch the leaves, touch the ground... They said they were the Old Ones and that was the reason they were so slow to move, but had just been standing here looking around..

And all morning long then my heart rejoiced that they had stopped to say hello

and thought we should write a book for all those like me, whose family inside their wound told their people, 'we will no longer tell people we are Indian" People like me who have raised to believe they are white, whose view is seen through colored eyes and spirits do not know why..

How do you know you are Indian?

..when you spend some days talking to a cloud and the cloud turns into people and they talk to you..