Originally posted on Advocate.com on Nov. 15, 2005. Written by Kevin VanWanseele for Advocate Online. There are over 20 different websites which picked this story up and reprinted it. It just goes to show, if you’re Indian and have something to say, WRITE! There are not enough of us documenting our history. Pick up a pen, boot up Microsoft Word, or even crank up the video camera. A-HO!

A life of two spirits
I’ve been
thinking a lot lately about what it means to be a gay man
and native American. We were once revered on the
reservation. Can we find the same respect again?
(Read the whole article here.)
I recently became a New York project coordinator for the Honor Project—a federally funded survey that will analyze the heath and wellness of LGBT native Americans who live in urban areas across the United States. We are in the process of collecting data, and that means asking participants a spectrum of questions that include their views on having multiple sexual partners, HIV and risk behaviors, depression, that feeling of being “too white” for their tribes, and that feeling of being too native American for the gay mainstream.
Needless to say, this experience has gotten me thinking about what it means to be a gay man and an American Indian.
I grew up on a reservation outside San Diego as a Kumeyaay. There was a time when LGBT native Americans were honored as “two-spirits.” Long before the Stonewall riots—even before Greek antiquity—those of us who entered into same-sex relationships were considered holy and treated with the highest respect. They were the historians, the healers, and the people of empowerment. They possessed a delicate balance of male and female and were often honored for being unique and having a different spiritual calling. For their people, they served as mediators between the spirit world and natural world. That time has since passed as Christian ideologies have replaced important tribal traditions.
When I came out, it was a two-step ordeal: coming to terms with my sexuality and with being a two-spirit.
I traveled to a “two-spirit” gathering in Tulsa, Okla., and it was like coming out all over again. On the second night they held a powwow, and I had never seen so many beautiful LGBT natives. There was so much pride in who we were and where we came from. We were all accepted—even the six-foot-tall transgender two-spirits who were dressed in feathers and beads topped off with that distinct flowing native hair. The next morning we had a talking circle, and there were plenty of cries for our people. Gay men lamented the way their brothers, sisters, and parents had disowned them for putting on dresses instead of pants or ribbons instead of baseball hats. Others told stories of being beaten by their tribes for being different. We all prayed for our families, that they could have understanding in their hearts.
When the Honor Project is completed, it will likely conclude what LGBT native Americans have realized for years: we have serious concerns that need to be addressed immediately—including substance abuse issues, mental health, and the acceptance of our sexuality. Most native gatherings I attend are drug- and alcohol-free because most of us are in some type of recovery. I learned that even though my people are very proud and like to laugh, it merely covers what is at the surface of years and generations of pain, poverty, and bigotry. It is sad that most of our pain comes from old ideas about ourselves learned from growing up on reservations.
Hopefully, the study will give us the numbers to prove to policy makers that funding needs to be set aside, that action needs to be taken, and that community organization needs to be advocated. It will no doubt also tell us that reconnecting with our culture, spirituality, and traditions means a healthier life.
By participating, I hope that I have taken small steps that will cause large ripples in the two-spirit community. Each day I ask myself how I can help. My creator shows me the next right step, and it is up to me to take the action.
If you are an LGBT native American and live in Tulsa, Okla.; Los Angeles; Minneapolis; Denver; Seattle; or New York City, contact the Honor Project at 1-866-685-0164 to take part in the anonymous survey. There is compensation for your time.
VanWanseele lives in New York and is a founder of the Northeast Two-spirit Society, a group serving the LGBT native American two-spirit population in and around New York City. For more information go to the organization’s Web site at Ne2ss.org or contact VanWanseele at kevinvan79@mac.com.
July 23rd, 2007 at 3:28 pm
Hello: I’m in need of a email and regular mail contact, as a friend who is Intersexed/Transgendered M2F. As I’m, 56 years 1/4 Abassrokee/crow have many gifts from above and in need of a friend. Please contact me, J T Francis 608 Union St Milton De 19968,,josietfran@hotmail.com and josietfran@yahoo.com Thank You Josie, Flying Fawn
February 3rd, 2008 at 5:39 pm
I wrote a book titled, ‘The Forest of Life” a couple of years ago about lesbian ‘Two-Spirits.’
It’s doing quite well on Amazon.com, but I’ve yet to be endorsed by my native sisters and brothers. I wrote it from the Cherokee tribe perspective. One of which I’m extremely proud to call my forefathers and mothers, brothers and sisters, friends and family.
Although it’s a fictional account of romance and adventure, my fans have said it opened their eyes on many areas they’d never conceived. The interesting fact is that most of my fans are ’straight.’
I often wonder why we as a people, a community, a beautiful minority, don’t band together and honor the culture and traditions of ‘Two-Spirits.’ Our numbers are plenteous - for we were the first settlers of America. We are were eagles dared. We are the buffalo that rode the lands…the bears that cut paths through the woods and mountains…the wolves that howled at night…the deer that ran swiftly through the forest. Our spirits live in the trees and fertilize the soils with wild flowers. It is our ashes that color the hillsides.
There’s an old country song that sang: “You can take the girl out the country, but you can’t take the country out of the girl.”
I think the same applies with our heritage. Although, I’m only one-quarter Cherokee, I don’t think that matters on the grand scheme. Wish I was 100%, but I can’t change that. Still that blood flows through my veins like a river.
I can’t change a lot, but WE CAN! One person, by one person, by one person, by one person, by one person, by one person, We CAN! Collectively, we are a powerful voice.
Let me know whatever I can do to help the Northeast Two-Spirit Society.
If you have a moment, please review my blog. It’ll give you a clearer picture of who I am inwardly.
With honor and respect.
‘Taylor’