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This is something that only few people know and I struggle with
every single day.
The reason I wanted to speak up and out about this was due to
the cobra report that I just read. I would like to speak on behalf of those of
us who do not subscribe to the Rockefeller Rothschild agenda.
Now, I always knew that there was an abundance of shady things
going on here... but what I read tonight just made me angry. I try very, very
hard to let these things slip past me.
Observe the negativity, understand that it has its place... and
try to appreciate and thank these lower activities for teaching me how NOT to
However, what many people do not realize is that there are
people like myself who never even knew that they were a part of this family.
After being stalked and harassed and persuaded to initiate into their factions
throughout my entire life, but never being told the whole truth, I went on my
I got a DNA test a little over a year ago and what I found led
me down a rabbit hole of Genealogy and History that I never saw coming. All
that I knew of my family's history was our Native American side, which I was
quite proud of... But I never went much further past this. There were also many
dead end's and gaping holes in my family tree...
But the Virgo in me... well, we like to leave no stone unturned.
Thanks to the internet and ebay. I was able to fill in the gaps of many missing
pieces. They may have been able to control most of the books and other
publications over the past few decades, but I started to find bibles from the 1700's
and History books and Theosophical texts that just showed up in my mail box.
Everything they tried to hide... I uncovered.
But where did the cover-up begin?
There are still many things unanswered... but it looks to me
like they didn't like the mixture of Native American Blood being entered into
our family line.
My 7th Grandmother, Nanye Hi Fivekiller was known as the Ghiagu
or "Beloved Woman" of the Cherokee and was literally one of the last
women who was allowed power. I discovered this when I realized that many people
knew of her as Nancy Ward... yes, related to most of the Wards you know of and
also related to most of the Starr's you have read about, who also married into
You see Nancy wanted peace. But this integration only happened
after her husband, a Native man was killed in front of her...
"Nancy's first husband was the Cherokee man Kingfisher.
Nanyehi and Kingfisher fought side by side at the Battle
of Taliwa against the Creeks in
1755. When he was killed, she
took up his rifle and led the Cherokee to victory. This was the action which,
at the age of 18, gave her the title of Ghigau."
She later married a man named Bryant Ward and soon found herself
stuck in between two sides. Then things got messy and she slowly watched her
power slip away...
"In the Revolutionary War, Ward warned the whites of an
impending attack by her cousin Dragging
Canoe, an act that has made her a
Patriot for the Daughters of the American Revolution and the Society of the Sons of
the American Revolution.
As a Ghigau, Nancy had the power to spare captives. In 1776,
following a Cherokee attack on the Fort Watauga settlement on the Watauga River (at present day Elizabethton, Tennessee), she used that power
to spare a Mrs. William (Lydia Russell) Bean, whom she took into her house and
nursed back to health from injuries suffered in the battle. Mrs. Bean taught
Nanyehi a new loom weaving technique, revolutionizing the Cherokee garments,
which at the time were a combination of hides, hand-woven vegetal fiber cloth,
and cloth bought from traders. But this weaving revolution also changed the
roles of women in the Cherokee society, as they took on the weaving and left
men to do the planting, which had traditionally been a woman's job.
Mrs. Bean also rescued two of her dairy cows from
the settlement, and brought them to Nanyehi. Nanyehi learned to raise the
cattle and to eat dairy products, which would sustain the Cherokee when hunting
The combination of loom weaving and dairy farming helped transform
Cherokee society from a communal agricultural society into a society very
similar to that of their European-American neighbors, with family plots and the
need for ever-more labor.
Nanyehi objected to the sale of Cherokee lands to whites, but her
objections were largely ignored. In 1808 and again in 1817, the Women's Council
came out in opposition to the sale of more and more land.
Nanyehi became a de facto ambassador between the Cherokee and the
whites. She learned the art of diplomacy from her maternal uncle, the
influential chief Attakullakulla ("Little Carpenter"). In 1781, when
the Cherokee met with an American delegation led by John Sevier to discuss American
settlements along the Little Pigeon River, Nancy expressed surprise
that there were no women negotiators among the Americans. Sevier was equally
appalled that such important work should be given to a woman. Nancy told him,
"You know that women are always looked upon as nothing; but
we are your mothers; you are our sons. Our cry is all for peace; let it
continue. This peace must last forever. Let your women's sons be ours; our sons
be yours. Let your women hear our words."
An American observer said that her speech was very moving."
Nanye did everything she could to keep peace, but they simply did
not want a woman to be in power, let alone a Native Woman... and it seems her
power, along with her support and her STORY... were lost. Covered up...
It was my discovery of her story that accelerated my awakening
process and I have her to thank dearly. Contrary to what many may think, I have
never seen a dime of any family fortune, nor have I ever done a ritual or
controlled anyone in my life. In fact, I have struggled financially most of my
life and no matter how hard I work, how much talent I have, or how positive I
stay... when most would give up or give in. I have never faltered in my
unshakable faith. I strongly believe that I have been the victim of psychic
attacks and SEVERE "veiling" not to mention all the years of being
called "crazy, bipolar, schizophrenic, put on laundry lists of
medications, mental hospitals, (and this was before the age of 18) I firmly
believe that because I did not play along with their dark agendas that I have
paid for this my entire life. My immediate family and friends are all extremely
loving, giving, talented and exceptional people, yet none of us have ever been remarkably
successful. I have watched many others succeed with hidden agendas and minimal
talent, vision, etc. While everyone around me struggles, This simply does not
make sense. But now that I have read this report from Cobra I am convinced that
I have been subjected to this torture from afar. Mind you... i will never say
"victim" as I would never give away my power again. I have allowed
others to tell me I am unworthy, selfish, talent-less, crazy, lazy, scattered,
etc. for many many years. The past year I have completely isolated myself from
most of the outside world, including romantic relationships and have had to go
deep within my soul with no outside influences in order to know that this was
truly what I was experiencing. I have always known deep down inside, but there
was still a small part of me that believed that I was just paranoid.
But no more. I am hereby stating that I refuse to allow any of
these beings to attack myself, my family or friends for another moment longer.
I want to quote and thank my beloved Metatron for sharing this with me 5
minutes before I read this article. What I declare below goes for myself, my
immediate family, friends and anyone that has any cords connected now or
previously to me in my life. This is not a commandment, but a demand. As I am
stepping into the power that is rightfully mine, and I mean the power of LOVE:
"On this night, June 18th, 2012. I, Stasha Colin declare that
No being can take my energies, no being can create selfish pathways to me, all
selfish pathway/s /attempts to me, are destroyed and reflected back to the sender,
as very fast lessons-reflections, all of this is like that, forever, I am
forever free from all negative beings' negative intentions, I am my own being,
I ammine and mine alone, I AM. My energies are mine and mine alone to
use and to command/enact, no other being can take them without my heart of
hearts' consent, all energies stolen from me, are returned into me immediately
upon recognition of foul play. I receive my energies from the one infinite
creator, through all paths of least resistance, in the ways my heart of hearts
agrees with. I only give my energies, of a loving and heart guided intent and
way, all other ways, cannot exist and do not exist and will not exist.
Forevermore, so it is. "
I know that many people will be shocked to hear this, and perhaps
judge me or believe that I am working for this agenda as well, and I would not
blame them. But this is for myself and for any other Rockefeller kids who have
experienced what I have. YOU ARE NOT CRAZY, YOU ARE NOT PARANOID, YOU ARE
LOVED... AND THERE ARE BEINGS OUT THERE THAT LOVE YOU AND SUPPORT YOU.. AND
WHEN TESE VEILS ARE COMPLETELY REMOVED... ALL WILL BE KNOWN.
DO NOT HOLD ANGER IN YOUR HEARTS. OBSERVE IT... AND THEN LET IT
THE ONLY WAY THAT I COULD PROCESS THIS FACT WAS WRITING THIS TO
ALL OF YOU HERE AND NOW. I HOPE THAT YOU WILL FIND IT IN YOUR HEARTS TO FORGIVE
ANYONE WHO HAS HARMED, DECEIVED, MANIPULATED OR CONTROLLED YOU IN THIS OR ANY
WAY... IF NO ONE ELSE, YOU HAVE ME.
I will end this blog with an uplifting story about Nancy, this makes
me see that I am truly of her spirit. I was always called the Beloved One or
Beloved Rose (as I rose again from the heavens and earth, or the Cherokee rose)
but never knew its significance until now. Not to mention the fact that she
seemed to have tattoos all over her arms too ;) in fact this beautiful painting
by Sharon Irla you can see them... makes me realize that perhaps... our family
trees and our hearts can be infinitely linked...
Thank you Nanye... I will carry on your legacy...
"On July 5, 1807, the Moravian mission school at Spring
Place, Georgia, in the Cherokee Nation, was visited by three elderly women,
including a very distinguished lady who had been a widow of fifty years and
almost one hundred years old. She was described as "an unusually sensible
person, honored and loved by both brown and white people." "This old
woman, named Chiconehla, is supposed to have been in a war against an enemy
nation and was wounded numerous times...Her left arm is decorated with some
designs, which she said were fashionable during her youth...." Chiconehla
stayed for two days, entertained by the students and discussing theology with
the missionaries with the aid of translating by her distant relative, Mrs.
James Vann (Margaret Scott). The circumstances of this high status woman leave
little doubt that this Cherokee named Chiconehla was identical to the person known
as Nancy Ward.[3
On the day she died in 1822, witnesses saw a white
light rise from her body. It took the form of a wolf and then a swan. It
fluttered about and then flew off in the direction of her beloved town of
Chota. She was the last woman to receive the title of Beloved Woman until
the late 20th century.
I stand firm in faith and LOVE and believe in PEACE.
I fear not the repercussions of telling my story... I only hope it will heal some very old wounds that needed to be sealed...
When we feel irritated, by the repeat of uncomfortable, draining things in life, we have a giant catapult in our presence, if we recognize it--we can use this recurring theme to change once and for all, how we relate to this. Then it will dissolve, lifting us into a new platform for being.