Allow Me To Introduce MySELF

I didn't realize how powerful a name change could be.

Photograph by Anna Gallo

I admit it. I have most likely caused a genealogical glitch for future generations researching my family tree. I have changed my surname, and it has no connection with any other surname who have come before me. But if that future family researcher in my line is smart and intuitive, which I sincerely hope they will be, perhaps they will look up the meaning of my new name and get a glimpse into my character, learning more about me from that name than they would from a census record, occupation list, or inherited surname whose origin is perhaps lost, or no longer represents the person who carries it.

Native Americans have a wonderful tradition of changing or taking on new names, often after a significant event or realization in their lives. Their names are fluid. They see themselves as representing something they have achieved or a character trait that has been bestowed upon them. They see a name as something that is, like all of us, changeable. I love that!

Two years ago, I decided to leave behind the surnames I had carried. There were major changes in my life and I wanted my name to reflect that, and perhaps reveal something about my personality, something deep inside waiting to be revived. Being a mix of many ethnicities, as many Americans are, I decided to research meanings of surnames from the cultures of my ancestors. Welsh, English, Irish, German, Native American… the list is fairly long. In my search, I found a Native American first name with which I seemed to identify. I took it as my last name.