In between the line...
I was just riding home listening to "As it Happens" on NPR. I heard a story about the Native women in Manitoba who are mourning their loved ones found dead. This is a painful reality to many Native women, men, and children. It is a struggle to listen to the sad stories that never make CNN and continue over and over. When i was a child i was an outsider to the Native community that i was born for and related to. I was born in a PHS Hospital. i have seen "Rez Life" first hand and it haunts me. Although my people are said to be free and sovereign there is no peace in poverty. i ache in all the places that tears come from when i think of my many cousins and relatives who are literally stuck. All of that being said there is a beauty that comes from a relationship with the earth.