Watching these precious little girls’ eyes, minds, and world views expand reminded me that the simplest gifts of exposure and experience are priceless and will do more for their futures and this world than any material thing ever could.Stephanie Regalado
The massive voice of the drum circle called out to us before we even stepped into the building. My little granddaughters—Naiya (6) and Paisley (3) at the time—instinctively began tapping their feet to a rhythm they hadn’t known lived within them. The drums pulled us forward, and the vibrant regalia made our eyes wide with wonder. I could see their worldviews expanding in real time.
Paisley’s disappointed declaration that we weren’t Native Americans revealed her innocent concern about belonging. Witnessing her realize the beauty of being welcomed into this sacred tradition despite our different heritages became an unexpected gift.
We browsed the beadwork masterpieces – little knees still bouncing to the persistent drumming – and they chose a pair of colorful beaded earrings for me. These have since become my “powwow outfit,” a cherished symbol of our shared adoration for the cultural expression we witnessed. Four years later, attending powwows has become our tradition – one we never miss.
This spring marked a milestone when all attendees were invited to dance around the sacred circle. Having always remained respectful observers on the periphery, the girls’ eyes lit up at the possibility of participation. When they worried about “doing it wrong,” I assured them that participating was the only way to learn – then heeded my own words when my adult shyness threatened their enthusiasm.
Watching them naturally align their movements to the rhythm felt through the floor became a memory I’ll forever treasure. Their uninhibited joy reminded me that cultural immersion isn’t just about observation – it’s about respectful participation when invited.
The sacred dance circle taught us respect, admiration, and honor. The consistent warmth we receive, the breathtaking craftsmanship of the regalia, and the palpable sacredness of these gatherings have left indelible impressions on us all. The tribal print teddy bear created by Native artisans now holds a place of honor in our home, a tangible reminder of our immersion in this beautiful culture.
Embracing Cultural Celebrations
Participating in powwows broadens our perspectives while strengthening our sense of community and connection. Naiya and Paisley’s enthusiasm for cultures beyond their own has become a cherished dimension of our relationship. Watching the world unfold through their eyes as they grow into compassionate, culturally aware individuals brings immeasurable joy. Up next: the Greek festival!
Tips for Powwow Etiquette
To fully appreciate and respect the sacredness of a powwow, remember these key points:
- Respect the Sacred Space: The dance circle is sacred; walk around, not across, and keep children from entering unless they’re dancing.
- Listen and Learn: Pay attention to the Master of Ceremonies, who guides you through the event and its significance.
- Ask Permission: Before taking photos or touching anyone’s regalia, always request permission.
- Stand During Special Songs: Show respect by standing and removing hats during the Grand Entry, Flag Songs, and other ceremonial moments.
- Respect Mother Earth: Dispose of trash properly, keeping the environment clean for everyone.
Attending a powwow transcends mere cultural observation—it invites you to become part of a living community, learning and celebrating rich historical traditions established on the land we now share. When we open ourselves to these experiences, they transform not just our understanding of others, but of ourselves and the world we create together.
One Response
Stephanie, you say “Up next: the Greek Festival” and that brought back so many memories. When I was a kid my mom would take my sister and me to the yearly Greek Festival at the county fair grounds. It was one of the highlights of my summer every year and I continued attending as often as I could well after I left home. The dancing, the food, the joyful people; I remember being awed by the spinning plates, there was all kinds of stuff being balanced. I think there was even a chair up in the air somehow with this performance. It was so much fun, and enlightening to be submerged in another culture for a day. It made me want to visit Greece which, when I finally had the opportunity to do, it felt so familiar, and comfortable. The people there didn’t feel foreign to me, they felt like neighbors.