Category: Aboriginal

Before I Self Destruct

Before I self destruct Take me under your wing Lift me up to higher places Yet, keep me firmly grounded Before I self destruct I pray for healing The pain that is within Mend what is broken Before I self destruct I take time to meditate To allow the forces of the universe  Provide me […]

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Dear NDN Nini

You with the brown skin and brown hair. I see you walking this journey, working on trying to be a better man. Anishinaabe Kwewag are counting on you, for your Respect, Love, Honesty, Wisdom, Bravery, Truth and Humility. These days it seems you have forgotten us. Leaving us to do the work of protecting the sacred. We need your […]

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Take me Away

As the sun begins to fade, the waves bounce off the rocks and glide over the sand. Water can be as gentle as a summer’s breeze or hard as a mountain top. Water can make or destroy life; powerful unlike anything other. As I sit on a rock by the water’s edge I am reminded […]

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Strength

Pain is one of our greatest teachers’ no one can know their own demise… Perhaps we have already lived it  

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Little White Feather

Stares into nothingness Daydreams of a time before when you were here Floats a little white feather into my view Swaying gently into time and space then I think of you floats a little white feather to good to be true Memories of you enter my mind a hurt that never heals floats a little […]

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Mary Margret McKenna

I hope that after reading this article you will remember her name. After watching the CBC Murdered and Missing Indigenous Women public forum on the National Inquiry thoughts and feelings arise as I travel through the confines of my mind. I have an aunt that died on March 19, 2011. They say of natural causes, but, […]

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Untitled

Since I have been concentrating on bettering myself life hasn’t gotten any easier, but, it has become more significant. There is meaning in a day. Not that time has become more valuable, more so that it has become a means to make the most of my life. I have  forgotten what it was like to […]

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Inter-generational Trauma

Up until recently I have never heard of the term inter-generational trauma. According to the University of Calgary it defines the term as the transmission of historical oppression and its negative consequences across generations. What does that mean to me as an Indigenous woman? It means the abuse that I thought was “normal” from family […]

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Back In the Day

I remember the things my Nokimis  and Noshimis use to say and show me as young child. At the time I did not understand what exactly it was they were trying to teach me. It seemed a bit confusing at the time as I was just a young girl. I was sent to live with […]

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