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An Indigenous Hut In Balboa Canyon San Diego, CA: Communication of Folklore

replica-of-a-indigenous-hut-at-the-tibes-indigenous-ceremonial-center-f93kwa(Note the hut resemble this one (http://www.alamy.com/stock-photo/ceremonial-artifacts.html) but it was more open top. It also had small boulder type rocks as a foundation, by which he was able to built a window. The entire hut was made from “weathered-Holy Week Day 3” material found in the canyon and is similar or the same as planets/trees in Central Mexico, where Tenochtitlan. The foundation as he referred to it, was very Western Civilization European/WEC.)

Through out my travels (starting 1989): I have made a point of asking some people, if they mind if I utilize the information we talked about, should I ever make something of myself and write a dissertation. All have agreed. I wanted them to understand, that even in my struggle to live, some amazing people (like themselves with their lives) HIT THE NAIL ON THE HEAD. By which their life is so pinnacle to others. This is often unseen and yet as expressed by them: the anger, hurt, pain, disappointment, FAITH, love and pleasant generalization of their lives, can bridge people closer. I sometimes have to explain it, which is difficult for me. So I’ve come to just define it as US as in we Earth humans are so stratified that it takes repeated events to mutates from our social constructed reality (SCR).

Every once in a while (lately 2015 Los Angeles) I’ve asked a person could I write their story or aspects of their story on the internet. For example:
I can only promise them what I believe about what they’ve commented on or expressed as a soul felt fear or pain. And they themselves know to the best of my ability I will attempt to get the gist of their concern on the internet. This posting is about a Mexican American seeking his indigenous identity. Seeming we never exchanged names, I will refer to him as Yankwik Mexikayotl San Diego (YMSD).
With that brief opening, here is an amazing story. I asked a Yankwik Mexikayotl (https://mexikaresistance.com/what-is-yankwik-mexikayotl/) if he mind, if I post his story on one of my blogs. The story would explain the discussion he and I had alone and the discussion we had with other people (not interested in the subject). The subject would be his soulful desire to build an hut in Balboa Canyon-San Diego, like his indigenous ancestors did. THE ORAL STORY OF Yankwik Mexikayotl Balboa Canyon San Diego (Seeming I never asked him his name. Nor did he ever tell me it. We both felt it was useless-seeming the subject we discuss. So for this post/story his name is YMSD).
I had just returned from Los Angeles (Mid July, 2016). I was not to happy upon arriving in San Diego for the second time. But something that occurred the first time (May 2015) required me to return. I left San  Diego the first time October 2015, and stay in Los Angeles seeking to continue my REVOLT all the way to Red Russian River in Northern California.  While in Los Angeles (March 2016) on the transportation van to a Winter Shelter. I enjoyed listening to  the Pastor on Christian radio. This particular morning, the pastor stated that…”Shaman get their power from natural environments: mountains, lakes, forest.” I immediantly  add CANYONS to that list, seeming my love for them.  The pastor went on to state, “Wheras a Shaman gets his power from nature: A pastor, minister gets their power from their congregation.”  Which is true. The power by which GOD has blessed them is found in either a growing congregation or nature (for Shamen).
Thus day two on the return to San Diego (Mid July 2016) after visiting a “friend” I met during the first visit, I decided to go to the canyon and see if the pastor was correct.  So into the Balboa Canyon I went. Just as I use to do on the first visit. But this time I verbalized what the pastor had expressed and wanted to see if I could feel it. I was expecting to feel some type of connection with nature and my love for the Canyon. I did feel that connections and proceed to go about doing an Sociological observations of all factors in the Balboa Canyon, that I felt represented what I had defined as a canyon. For me, a Canyon represents the dual nature of life and death. Within a canyon, all that is alive exist in other geographical locations. All that is dead, exist in similar form (depending on HUMANS and BIO-LOVE) or varied form (depending on several geological variables. ex. Platetonics).  
The observations I worded in qualitative form with a comparison. Thus if I did not notice something first visit. Then document it and as the year proceeds we can see if that is a new event or repeated/cycled event that I am just becoming aware of. For example I documented bees during pollination in my favorite area of the canyon.  I also decided, to write in large letters, the expression. CHIESPIRT…CONSCIOUSLY GOING ABOUT LIFE WITH ACKNOWLEDGEMENT TO ALL CREATED BY GOD. I intentionally on wrote this on “weathered” parts of planets and rocks that exist in the canyon. ( 1 0f 4 encounters occurred between  YMSD and I).
As I walked about the canyon, I came upon an area, that I did not notice last time I was in San Diego. The reason I did not notice it, was because there was a rock/small boulder formation that made a large circle. I really focused on this area, because there was so much “weathered” from the Canyon Clearing (which I was use to–seeming during the first visit Summer 2015. My Cal-Work was at Balboa Canyon, which I did apply for an entry level position. But decided not to complete the application for review, by taking a typing test. WHY I AM IN REVOLT!   No Margret Finn this is not pre-Schizophrenia. Just one human who wants and will have the TRUTH told. Recall you made me and Johnny express and commit to our, as you worded it…”WE ALL MUST TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR EACH OF OUR ACTIONS IN THIS TERRIBLE MESS CREATED” mines was in a memo to you, johnny and an other case manager from a different agency. Then you made Johnny express his commitment, then you move right pass yourself and continued the nature of the meeting! WRONG and thus my revolt and life will prove how wrong you were. Unless you had to do what you had to do, because of MIXED AGENCIES OF USA INTELL…)
As I noticed the circular formation of small boulders. I felt really comfortable and sat upon a tree stump. And continued my observation from that peaceful location. There was a guy there, doing a mosquito testing. I was so comfortable that I didn’t even notice him. About 45 minutes later, YMSD approach with another person. He saw me and immediately rush towards me to see what I was doing. As he approached, he was explaining that he had worked hard moving the small boulders. And that he had created that spot. I informed him, that I was just writting and I felt comfortable in this spot. I told him that I also placed a CHIESPRIT expression on the tree stump and a few branches, and apologies and then I left. ( 1 0f 4 encounters with YMSD).
Two weeks later I was over at the same friends house, and ended up with one of his friends and in the canyon. This time YMSD knew the person I was with. YMSD had a person with him that I met. They all seemed to know each other.  YMSD looked at me, and stated…”Are you the one that was here before. Chiespirt?’ I responded “Yes, and wow you’ve done an AWESOME job. This is so indigenous and the best part,  you only used what was in the canyon. Beautiful job. It’s going to be hard for them to tear this down. Seeming it all comes from the canyon.” He was proud of himself and stated, that he tried to read some of the data in books. But it got complicated. Thus he decided to try praying to his ancestors (which either come from the Aztec or  Mayans. The factor he was not sure, was amazing. Seeming both cultures did not always attack neighboring tribes. Some tribes simply by promixity became part of both ‘EMPIRES’ as history explains it. Thus he could have been praying to those ancestors. In hope, that Faith would carry on his internal discourse desire.
I explained to him that praying to his ancestors is logical. I recall meeting a Hindu in Seattle, WA. He noticed I was disappointed as I walked across the University of Washington Campus (1994). He probed me and I explained some difficulty I was having with one Professor. By which I am unable to comprehend some assigned literature, which he has determine is below the level of expectation for that institution.  He then explained something clearly to me. Do not let yourself be removed from your existence because of expression like that in the academic environment. Consider this, most literature in the United States is going to be Western Civilization Based and your indigenous ancestors are not Western in that soul/existences.  He went on to explain to me, it seem understandable to him that attempting to assimilate to conditioning that is not nature to your linage is going to be more difficult.
He then informed me, that he is going to mention a series of books, termed the VEDAS. Do not try to read them now. Your energy will naturally guide you to them. When you first find them, you won’t be able to read them. As time progresses you will read them and understand them and thus you will understand the origin of yours, mines and other indigenous humans upon the earth.  Today I am aware of the Vedas and my journey continues.  YMSD understood, data in books, is not the only means by which to abstract knowledge. Praying to his ancestors is a the best way to utilize his intelligence (intelligence meaning: ability to collect data, to accomplish a objective).
The two persons with us. Wanted to advance the conversation. One expressed for me to tone it down. YMBC interrupted and express he wanted to continue discussing indigenous ancestors and the hut. He then stated, so your “Chiespirt, do you mean that I am thinking/feeling Chiespirt. By consciously utilizing my ethnicity to help me become more aware of my ancestors: as they lived and existed on this planet?”  Yes, I responded. You are becoming aware of their existence, acknowledging their and your rituals of habitation. You also acknowledge this planet as it exist and all creations. You naturally did not find a need to cut down a tree, correct?”  He then thought and expressed. Under any other circumstance, this land would be of his ancestors and onward. I agreed. This month in Smithsonian Magazine, the article Myth and Reason on the Mexican Border, clearly explains the history of the San Diego region 1846-1848.
“…The descendants of all these native peoples remain, and following the border today one encounters the reservations and tribal lands of indigenous folk, from the Cabazon people near Coachella, California, and the Ewiiiaapaayp Band of Kumeyaay Indians (also known as the Cuyapaipe) near San Diego, to the Cocopah at the Arizona state line, the Tohono O’odham farther east, the Mescalero Apache in southern New Mexico, and in Texas the Ysleta del Sur Pueblo near El Paso and the Kickapoo people in Eagle Pass. Among other things, the borderland is a living repository of native peoples…” Smithsonian Magazine Oct 2016.    http://www.smithsonianmag.com/travel/myth-reason-mexican-border-180960357/
Again the two other persons divided the conversation. Once again YMSD interrupted them and asked me, how do I feel about my indigenous ancestors.  I explained to him, when I was younger (K-12) I protected my ethnicity by not expressing it to others and letting them make decision upon their own. As I got older I decided to let my true emotions evolve. Today I stated it by expressing. “My ethnicity is…I AM A DESCENDANT OF A KIDNAPPED AFRICAN. WHO DID NOT COME SEEKING LIBERTY or FREEDOM.” One of the other guys, starting choking. I asked him what was wrong. He stated, “I’m sorry, but I have never heard that expressed that way. KIDNAPPED.” I explained to him, it true, for me. How other African American people want to evolve their ethnic mapping, is up to them. Eventually I left and returned the next day. My ethnic mapping is as follows…https://1drv.ms/w/s!Ap60AZ-G3zPrhEN7u-ZPIFjUdto
I remained in the canyon all that night. The next day, YMSD saw me and invited me to his hut. While we were there, a discussion came up. By which I expressed…”The canyon CLEARS the areas.” He replied, “What do you mean, the children CLEAN the canyon.” I let it go. But later that night as I and the friend who lives in that neighborhood returned to the canyon. I saw what I thought were people. My friend had forgotten his glasses and did not see them. Thus I went to the section of the canyon, where I was amazed at what I saw. My friend eventually left to return home, because he could not see what I was seeing.
What I was observing, was broken up into various visual displays. Some of it was projection video from video projectors. This creates a hologram illusion. Yet near that section, I saw really people. They gathered in several groups under the trees. Some of them were wearing ‘the scary movie mask.’ The majority of them weren’t wearing any mask. From about 1AM -8AM I stood in the area, where real people had gathered. No communication was going on. I went from group to group, simply just looking at them in their eyes. Their ages varied. The majority were older adults to senior citizens. Their ethnicity varied. I saw African American couples. Mexican couples and Senior citizen couples. Which really couldn’t be explained.
As I approached some of them, they would move further into the trees. I decided I was not leaving until I felt I understood what was going on. We stood there for hours. Then I decided to walk the trail in the canyon. As I walked the trail towards the steps. I observed more people. At first I thought they had come to clean the canyon. But why at 1AM. Then I thought maybe this is San Diego’s version of “COMMUNITY INVOLVEMENT” to secure the park from lewd behavior. But none of these thoughts added up. Some attempted to lure me to them. Those I stayed away from. They seem to be more projected visual images. I returned to the area (creek area) and kept observing those around me. No one communicated.
As the sun rose/twilight hour, I noticed that these people still were present. It seemed that some of them wanted to leave, but they remained. Those with the “scary movie masks” on seemed to be gone. I still couldn’t explain what was going on.  In the creek, I observed children (ages 8-10) walking in the creek in a line, with knee high water boots on. They seemed to be carrying boxes. I thought, “Since when does this occur and how did YMSD know about children cleaning the canyon at 4:30-5:00AM.”  Everything seemed ridiculous. But then, unexplained suggests man intentional involvement.
By 6AM, the sun has risen more and all was more visible clearly. The children seem to have been gone, and only the adults remained. By 7:30AM I was fumbling with my jacket to get a pen to write down the presences of a HELLO KITTY stuffed animal in the creek, along with other dumpings. It made no sense as to why people would drive near the canyon and dump items into the canyon intentionally. And if the children and adults were part of a community clean up team. Then what did they clean up.  As I was fumbling for a pen. A pipe (smoking pipe. Still and will continue R.E.D.U as started in 1992 regarding Q.C.D.C). I heard a senior citizen lady express….
“I thought I saw…?” her husband responded,…”Don’t think, lets go see.” As they approached me, they looked me in the eyes and felt comfortable with me. At the same time, another senior citizen across from me, saw it too. She proceeded to call the Sheriff. As I was leaving the canyon, I ran into the Sheriff, who questioned me as to what directions I am coming from. I explained that I had been all over the canyon and was headed to the opposition side (tennis courts). He looked me in my eyes and let me go.
 The final encounter with YMSD ended on a good, yet sorrow note. He was probing questions as to why people dump trash/items in the canyon. He was questioning why people utilize his hut for activity without him there. He was really concerned that people bring modern items into this indigenous hut and leave those items. Interrupting his spiritual flow.
That day he had drawn a Mexican Aztecan Totem of a Jaguar. It was an amazing drawing and it confirmed his true intentions of exploring his indigenous tribe. He explained that he feels that he has to make a decision as to remaining in the hut-full time: thus leaving where he was living with a family member. He wasn’t sure if the hut was a good ideal. I assured him never allow other people to remove you from your spiritual/soulful intent. They will always attempt to prevent that which they do not understand or don’t want you to understand. Allows follow your heart. I think you did an excellent job. The circumstances by which events happen, are not up to you to control. You accomplished your self driven goal and you can do it again. The fact remains, YOU DID WHAT YOU FELT YOU COULD ACCOMPLISH! So don’t be so hard on yourself.
The expressions that later arose from other regarding him, seemed TYPICAL S.C.R. created. Some express thoughts of his family member, and detailed his mother as that person.  They detailed the huge house that he lives in with his mother near the northern section of the Balboa Park. Some questioned his true intent and purpose.  As I listened to these comments. I really had to ask myself, “WOW is it real or not?” They have provided more data about somebody in a state of discovery. It doesn’t matter as to the nature of his discovery, he did more spiritually for himself in regards to other issues he may have been confronting. It really irritates me sometimes how people just can’t LIVE AND LET LIVE!!!