Heading
to the beach in hopes of finally discussing HER aboriginal history
with her. Not sure how much is too much and even where to start.
Reflecting on the stories of the residential-school system HER grandaunt
shared with me, the separation from her family, everything she knew and
the impact it still had on her.
Cherishing my baby's happiness in
celebrating a day of her colonizers never sat well with me but here we
are:
I'm dragging ass to the beach praying to the ancestors; hers and
mines for wisdom, guidance and courage.
Shes smiling and skipping along in a oversize red Canada day hat she was gifted. #lesigh #ohCanada
A living memoir of my experiences, thoughts, processes of surviving as a Black, queer, single parent; attempting to live a revolutionary life of love, courage, and ancestral wisdom, unrepentant in times of white supremacy, capitalism and hetero-patriarchy, "the big three" according to Junior Burchall.
Showing posts with label Indigenous. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Indigenous. Show all posts
Tuesday, 1 July 2014
Wednesday, 28 May 2014
Centering: Black, Indigenous and all Peoples of Color
Creating anything that is centered on the experiences of Black, Indigenous and People of Color (BIPOC) isn't popular and can be problematic as white supremacy has weaved itself into every aspect of our lived and shared experiences. white supremacy demands answers, demands power and center stage, it demands not only that we hate each other but that we hate all the different shades of our heritage and all traces of our his/her story.
As for me, I wont buckle or budge. This revolution might start as a concept, but I will be there every day pounding the pavement, raising my voice in celebration of placing BIPOC in the center: For those of us who's birthright have been snuffed out from existence, for those of us who cant go home, or have no home, for those who have been disowned and disenfranchised.
I wont claim to know all the answers, or even know what all the questions are, but I will keep my money, my voice and my soul where my heart is at all times. I will keep on evolving, loving my comrades and my self. Until there is no strength left to move, no blood left to be spilled and no breath left to voice the struggles of our people.
After all ... I am Maroon.
As for me, I wont buckle or budge. This revolution might start as a concept, but I will be there every day pounding the pavement, raising my voice in celebration of placing BIPOC in the center: For those of us who's birthright have been snuffed out from existence, for those of us who cant go home, or have no home, for those who have been disowned and disenfranchised.
I wont claim to know all the answers, or even know what all the questions are, but I will keep my money, my voice and my soul where my heart is at all times. I will keep on evolving, loving my comrades and my self. Until there is no strength left to move, no blood left to be spilled and no breath left to voice the struggles of our people.
After all ... I am Maroon.
"I
believe we are still so innocent. The species are still so innocent
that a person who is apt to be murdered believes that the murderer, just
before he puts the final wrench on his throat, will have enough
compassion to give him one sweet cup of water."
- Maya Angelou (Rest in Strength)
- Maya Angelou (Rest in Strength)
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