Category: Aboriginal
Canada at 150
Unforeseen Anguish
burned into my cortex profound sadness, misery in my father’s eyes his daughter was gone the only one who followed him into barbering as now my good friend’s loss of his only daughter there, in his eyes, voice, manner despair, heartache, grief however strong, burly he be his broken heart … Continue Reading Unforeseen Anguish
The Forest for the Truths
Reboot
What a couple of weeks…
I do not write about work very often. Preferring it is our business, so to speak. But at these times, as a part of my own route to healing, this I need do. Mortality: “the state of being subject to death” How often I’ve heard: “I’ll be living forever.” Denial, … Continue Reading What a couple of weeks…
Restoration
our ancestors respected their kind domicile Mother Earth’s abundant refuge light, birdsong, their time pieces a morning musk offered forecast rustling leaves identifying the day’s temper animal moments framed seasons of waste nothing of use all then all torn asunder nearly obliterated: language, ritual, spirituality in near total genocide yet … Continue Reading Restoration
Enigmatic
Last Monday night, as we were all leaving work, K was making a funny face to us as she drove away. The next morning, warm, sunny, I was driving in and had this flash, this image of K, lying on the floor, receiving chest compressions. I remember shaking it off … Continue Reading Enigmatic
A Visit With the Dying
a family messaged come, witness a Nation’s elder prepares for ancestor’s fields soon, I hope at liberty finds her soul derailing pain racking her body in grief happy her flight will be © 2014 by DC Lessoway
Torn from Their True Life
their profound blood born in the pristine lands of Turtle Island were then, by invading men torn from their true life in genocidal assimilation yet look to the sunrise how fragmented hearts, spirits, minds bring themselves up drum, feather in hand sing proudly for the distressed lands for their children’s … Continue Reading Torn from Their True Life
Canada Day 2013
my dear Canada, our home on native land how true our hearts are to this beautiful north we in the west, look to the east in worry as we graded, stand, for what is gloriously free a toe dipped in Cape Spear, or Tofino from tundra’d glory of Cape Columbia to … Continue Reading Canada Day 2013
Aboriginal Day
first a human being I befragile this flesh and boneof thought, intention, exertionsustenance and atmospheredriving mechanisms of composite chemicals and uproar then Metis coalesces my bloodupon my shoulder, since birtha braided sash of red, blue, white, green and blackfinally finds the sun, my hearthidden, too too long finally a citizen … Continue Reading Aboriginal Day
True Patriot Love
our home on native lands from The Rock to Haida Gwaii a true, alluring possessing realm to tread the lands one cannot forego bearing tempestuous witness steadfast mountains ethereal Laurentian forests the expansive firmament above endless prairies all magnificence exceeding bounds of human wits beneath its soils assets abound the dirty … Continue Reading True Patriot Love
My Kind, true Canada, I miss you dearly
Canada has lost direction purpose and meaning. How at one time we stood upon the world’s stage, doing good for many. But now, how we’ve stepped away into shadows of war, greed, indifference. As the people, wade through misinformation, from a government bound to deeds of malfeasance. Widening the gap between … Continue Reading My Kind, true Canada, I miss you dearly
Inclusion is my Moral Code
If you must perpetuate narrow constraints of: sexual preference manner of dress manner of worship where and how to live whole or partial limbed whole or partial mental abilities if you must begin a sentence with: “I’m not a racist but…” if you must use the third person plural “they” … Continue Reading Inclusion is my Moral Code
Unvarnished Spirituality
expounded by words is not where the spirit has voice ensconced in an edifice is not where the spirit dwells enmeshed in a group or organization is not where the spirit finds leadership exhibited by ritual is not where the spirit parades exclusive to the individual is where the spirit … Continue Reading Unvarnished Spirituality
In Changing Countries Misgoverned
change must arise from injustice change must waken the multitudes change must be wanted, coveted change must be for greater good change must challenge status quo change must, at first, instability create change must, and will, polarize as long as noble aims prevail as long as true, the course keeps … Continue Reading In Changing Countries Misgoverned
