Colonists write the rules on how we are governed and how we are supposed to resist their control is outlined within these rules: rules that provide a misdirected sense of security and certainty by permitting us to launch our grievances according to these rules.
“To sew is to pray. Men don’t understand this. They see the whole but they don’t see the stitches. They don’t see the speech of the creator in the work of the needle. We mend. We women turn things inside out and set things right. We salvage what we can of human garments and piece […]
In the mid 1990s I moved to Mi’gma’gi to go to graduate school. I was expecting to learn about juvenile Atlantic salmon on the Miramichi River. I was naive and misguided. Fortunately for me, the Mi’kmaq people saw that in me and they taught me something far more profound.
It is not surprising to Indigenous Nations that the RCMP invaded the site of a peaceful protest, using snipers, rubber bullets, threat tactics amongst women and children and elders and warriors. It is not surprising that the mass media is painting our peaceful defense of Mother Earth as rebellion or radicalism. It is not even […]
The early morning sunrise streams into the exhibit space, a woman is kneeling on the red carpet, gently and lovingly moving each vamp as she tidy’s the walking path. Music wafts through the air, the soulful sounds of traditional songs. She spends her time in there, serving the women and girls who’ve gone missing or […]
I remember coming to Saskatchewan when I was a little girl and spending the summer with my granny Dubuque and my cousin, who is also named Cindy. I remember also the many nights in the kitchen, hearing stories, laughing and drinking tea. Yes drinking lots of tea. Then granny passed away and I lost touch […]
On May 22nd, members of the Tsawout (SȾÁUTW) nation, with support from the Songhees and the other local WSÁNEĆ nations, including Tsartlip (WJOȽEȽP), Pauquachin (BOḰEĆEN), Tseycum (WSIKEM), Malahat (MÁLEXEȽ) and allied supporters from the Greater Victoria community, will lead an action to reclaim the original name of PKOLS, now known as Mount Douglas, in what […]
I don’t get weddings. I never have. They always feel forced somehow. I’ve never understood the need for them. If two people are committed to each other, living together, perhaps have children together (which after all is so common these days), then what difference or good would spending a small fortune on a one-day event […]
I live in a world where everything ends up completing a full circle when it comes to issues that are of relevance to First Nations people. Or maybe I live in a world where I feel like tires are constantly spinning and where traction is never being reached and forward momentum is never being gained, […]