Category: women
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 […]
Read More Before I Self DestructDear 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 […]
Read More Dear NDN NiniBreak Free
In love one tends to want to feel loved so much that we forget to love ourselves. Love is the most special place to be when it is in it purest form, it is euphoric. We burden ourselves with the thought of the things or people we love. We self sabotage our existence. Love is […]
Read More Break FreeGrief
Grief doesn’t get easier… We just learn to accept the memories are more significant than the loss
Read More GriefSilent She Sits
The morning sun breaks through the darkness of night. She wakens, opens her eyes to a beautiful view of the city line. She walks over to the window and thinks to herself its going to be a beautiful day and thanks the Creator for allowing her to live another day. The morning goes great she has […]
Read More Silent She SitsMary 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, […]
Read More Mary Margret McKennaUntitled
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 […]
Read More UntitledInter-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 […]
Read More Inter-generational TraumaBack 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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