Morning Coffee Thought: 5 Minute Major Penalty for Non-Interference
While I was out west walking earlier this year, I was encountering so may interpersonal dynamics within the group, that I had to make several…
Morning Coffee Thought
Before there was Angry Birds, there was Angry Giibwanisi.
I’ve led a very tumultuous life of drugs, violence death, and abuse. Some inflicted upon me, and worse, times when I’ve unilaterally inflicted it upon…
I’ll have some Spirituality with my Decolonization, thank you very much
I was at this presentation the other week, and I listened to this doctor give his medical opinion on how to treat addicts and help…
Decolonizing activism and organizing
There are so many genres of activism my head spins at the amount of rallies and protests that I have either been apart of, or…
Your very own Elder
I once made a comment where I referred to “My Elder taught me this.” And someone said, “Holy ever special, you got your own Elder?” Little did they know, that this specific Elder sat me down, and had some deep conversations with me, and said, “I’ve known you quite a long time now, I’d like to believe that you look up to me as your Elder…”
Morning Coffee Thought: Settler Ally vs. Settler Brother/Sister
I’ve been struggling over this term “ally” for a long time now. Many “light skinned” people have approached me, wondering how to improve relations with me, and my Nation, and other Onkwehon:we nations.
Kindness is who we are, don’t mistake it for weakness
I have been blessed with knowing many great teachers and Elders over the years. Truth is, I would not be the person I am today without the direction and leadership I sought from the Elders.
Stolen children, forgotten elders
I am an urban Indian, some of the time, well at least half of the time. I am a major participant in Oshkimaadziig camp, but in order to pay my bills, and seek out the teachers that I need, I have to travel through urban centres.