Have you ever attended or been involved in a Native American pow wow?

My one and only pow wow, I have attended, was in Washington State, one year ago. It took me about an hour to “feel” what a pow wow was about. The drum beat kept gnawing at my brain and I began to feel a strange sensation, that I have never felt before. Maybe, being one fourth Cherokee Indian, was playing havoc with my soul as I began to slowly get in rhythm with the beat. It was a feeling as if I belonged to the tribe and these were my people.

Question: what was happening to me? Was my one fourth Cherokee blood coming to life in a way I have never known before?
Has this ever happened to you?