Travel in Mexico

Hi Mary! What you describe as "a strange feeling" is a good thing!!! It happens to me all the time and the first time (a few years ago) I did not understand what was happening! I now feel that it is the ancestors way of telling us that they are helping us! I also dream of them (I even "attended" a wedding on 15 Aug 1810 of one of my ancestors!) and that dream is still quite vivid in my mind. When I travel in Mexico I feel like "I am at home" and I expect to "see people that I know".........quite a strange feeling! The odd thing is that I do not know of any living relatives I have in Mexico, other than a few "primos & primas" that are younger than I am!!! But that does not count!!! I want to meet OLD people who can tell me their stories! :-)

Today I just received the DNA results for my mother's line (using my brother's DNA) and I spoke to a person at the lab in Houston that does the testing. She told me that my maternal line shows a large "Native American" influence in the A Haplogroup......I am just learning about all this DNA stuff......but my father's line is all documented "Espanoles"......when I explained this to the lab person I was told that this is quite common in Mexico since the Espanoles often married some of the Mexican women who had Native American heritage! Now I will be on a quest to find my maternal line and hopefully get back to the Jalisco, Zacatecas, Queretaro, etc. lines of research...... Good luck with your research! Josie in San Antonio

Mary Allen mary.allen3770@... wrote:

Message: 9

Date: Sun, 16 Oct 2005 17:45:47 -0700 (PDT)

From: Mary Allen <mary.allen3770@...>

Subject: Re: Re: Travel to Mexico

Thank you, Victor. Now I know where San Felipe is located and it is not a surprise visit. And I will purchase a cellular phone. There are two more places I need to visit, but perhaps not on this trip: San Luis Potosi, SLP and Salinas, SLP. Something to look forward to.

It's a strange feeling: I have been working so intensely on this project for the last few weeks. Now that I have a few photographs, their faces are so etched on my mind that I dream about them. I feel as if I know them and I am just going to go "meet" them on their own turf. I have been sharing each step with my family and we all feel as if something great is about to happen, as if one of them walked in the front door, we wouldn't be surprised. It's just that we have been looking for them for so very long and now, suddenly, they start to appear with their stories, some of them quite sad. They are more than names and dates and pictures; they are real. As if they are coming home to us.

Mary