Happy Indigenous Peoples Day!
Today, I simply want to direct your attention to some incredible resources to enhance your own learning about our history. I am just at the beginning of learning and understanding the scope and depth of this but want to at least share resources I’ve been made aware of so we can continue to learn together. Celebrate the good and lament and acknowledge the devastating history. Get ready to listen and learn. It’s the least we can do.
Who to Follow:
I learned of these fine humans and their work via twitter and the Justice Conference:
Kaitlin Curtice has a book of prayer/meditations called Glory Happening that I’m eager to read soon. I regularly enjoy her writing, articles, and tweets and learn a lot just from those spaces, and look forward to getting her book.
I value Siouxsan’s insights and stories through her photos on Instagram.
Mark Charles has a forthcoming book that I’m looking forward to reading entitled, Truth Be Told about the Doctrine of Discovery , which he describes succinctly in this 7-minute video: and can be read in this blog post.
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The reason why I dance. Since I was a little girl I always loved dancing. I would dance in my living room all the time because it took the pain and sadness away as a child . . . It brought me great comfort and happiness. Growing up I didn't have anyone to make me an outfit because I didn't have consistent caregivers. I remember watching the dancers and being so mesmerized by them. Especially the ones who danced with their heart. I liked how they moved. . . It was as if they were in their own world. One year my mom made me a fancy outfit and it was really simple, but I absolutely loved it. Shortly after, I remember going to a powwow with my grandparents in Siksika and I used my shawl as my blanket to sit on. Lol. My grandma said, "Your shawl should always be folded. Respect your outfit and always keep it neat." Then at the same powwow, I remember dancing during intertribal, but I kept stopping and starting again. When the song was over, I went to sit by my grandma and she said, "When you are dancing. Don't stop until the song is over because you ruin the enjoyment of those who are watching you." After my grandma passed, I would and still imagine her sitting in the crowd. I would dance for her and others who could not. Then as I got older, my late dad gifted me my black and white traditional outfit for my graduation. I was extremely intimidating by it because all I knew was how to dance fancy. But I remembered a faint memory of my auntie Pauline dancing traditional when I was younger, so I did the same. Later I realized it was called the Blackfoot style and that is was our Blackfoot women's warrior dance. Hence, the straight up headdresses some women wore because they went into battle long ago. Very rare, but awesome. So when I danced traditional, I felt pride because I was representing my Blackfoot people and carrying on our own unique style of the double step. Dancing is the beautiful gift the Creator has given me to heal and restore my broken spirit. God always knows what we need.❤❤❤
from She Loves Magazine
from She Loves Magazine
Idelette Vicker, who leads the community of SheLoves and authored the piece above, shares about and recommends learning about the land you live on, at the close of her piece. I’m just starting to do this myself: https://native-land.ca/
Read and Buy books from Indigenous Authors
Kaitlin Curtice has compiled this incredible list of 25 books:
and she also wrote this piece:
This thread from Sarah Bessey today also includes a few book recommendations:
And a couple more posts for thought and reflection:
One final thought, while we’re on the subject please make sure that you’re not making someone’s culture your costume, especially Native culture. It’s not your costume. Do NOT appropriate other peoples’ culture. Culture is not your costume. Research. Do NOT fetishize or dehumanize or make others out to be superhuman. They are fellow humans. Who’ve had their land stolen and their people and ancestors killed.
Take the time to learn and do what you can. I hope this is a helpful starting place and encourage you to stay open and keep learning about our beautiful world, and lament all the awful, horrible, dehumanizing, evil that was done to our fellow man/woman-kind. We’ve got a long way to go, but it’s time to start somewhere.
If you have any great resources to share, you’re more than welcome to comment.
And to put it succinctly, I’ll let Janet, the Good Place robot take it away to close this out.