Neugin

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Last Cherokee Conjurer. Published Magician. Artist. Writer. Beekeeper. Cherokee traditions keeper. He/Him
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Cherokee street magician.

Trying to preserve our Native American Magic Culture.

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Reminder:

You can be both afraid and courageous at the same time.

You're doing the best that you can, and thats all you can ask of yourself.

When you're struggling, you will ask for help.

These feelings wont last forever.

You can always find something to be grateful for.

I'm proud of you

Unclench your jaw.

Relax your brow.

Go get a drink of water.

See if you've taken your meds

Eat something.

Doesn't matter what you look like right now, i think you look amazing.

Because you do.

You're a wonderful person.

And have this. 🫂🖤 you did great today. You made it through

The people you saw were the Nunnehi" (Noonnayhee) the Immortals.

Cherokee street magician.

Trying to preserve our Native American Magic Culture.

If you like my work, please, please, please help support it, any little bit helps a lot and is greatly appreciated.

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(Oojheeskahlah the name of the man he had seen at dinner) would tell you where I was." The people looked around and then told the boy the man was killed by a mountain lion as he was getting out his canoe by the river Bank. They realized the boy had been with the spirit people. Then his mother said "you had dinner there?" "Yes and I had plenty too," said the boy, but his mother replied "there is no house there, only trees and rocks, but we hear a drum sometimes in the big clearing above.
frightened and went on until he came to the river trail in sight of his home. There were a great many people standing about talking and when they saw him they ran toward him shouting "here he is!" He wasn't drowned or killed in the mountains!" They told him they had been hunting him ever since yesterday morning and asked where he had been. "A man took me over to his house just across the ridge and I had a fine dinner and a good time with the children," said the boy, "I thought Udsiskala
mountain lions hunting there yesterday. Go along this trail across that ridge and you will come to the river road that will bring you straight to your home, and now I will go back to my house." So the man watched the boy as he went along the trail and turned back as he was almost gone from view and the boy waited and walked back again, but there was no cornfield or orchard, or even a trail he walked on, nothing but trees on the mountainside. He thought it very strange but somehow he was not
kind to him. While they were eating a man that the boy knew very well came in and spoke to him, so that he felt quite at home. After dinner he played with the other children and slept there that night, and in the morning, after breakfast, the man got ready to take him home. They went down a path that had a cornfield on one side and a peach orchard fenced in on the other, until they came to another trail and the man said, "I took you this way, instead of where you came, because there were
the man said "Well, that's pretty hard work, and you ought to rest a while. Come and take a walk up the river." The boy said "no" that he was going home to dinner soon. "Come right up to my house" said the stranger "and I'll give you a good dinner there and bring you home again in the morning." So the boy went with him up the river until they came to a house, when they went in, and the man's wife and the other people there were very glad to see him and gave him a fine dinner and were very

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A boy about 10 years old was playing one day near the river, shooting at a mark with his bow and arrows until he became tired and started to build a fish trap in the water. While he was piling up the stones in two long walls a man came and stood on the bank and asked what he was doing. The boy told him and