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My biggest concern is these 231 Calls for Justice that the government of Canada HAS SAID is a need put in place for the safety our most vulnerable, indigenous children and indigenous women. There is a genocide happening in Canada and Canada is doing nothing about it. We are all standing by and watching all this death, as in the book “Necro-Politics by Achille Mbembe” summarizing here, society determines who lives and who dies. It’s way too late as Canadian society treats their pets better than they treat our most vulnerable people, our indigenous children, and our indigenous women. (@Resilient Inuk TIKTOK)

When I say “Wopida Mitakuye Oyasin” it means “We are all Related.” Our indigenous territories go well beyond the borders of our Indigenous Communities. We share information and feel at home in these territories as we have families in all the respective communities. We know how much information is being shared. When the Canadian government says that 70% of these Calls for Justice are met, we wonder things as to where are they getting this exact information. This past month the amount of indigenous people I know indirectly who have died from drug overdose is in an epidemic form. On First Nations communities this summer funeral costs skyrocketed. Living in fear as to who will be next to die from a drug overdose, will be seen as unbelievable from non-indigenous people. Imagine burying up to two to four youth on a weekly basis. Throughout Canada various Indigenous communities call States of Emergencies when a major crime occurs.

I'm becoming public and directing my focus from indigenous girls and indigenous women towards focusing on non-indigenous peoples of Canada and the world as my audience. Spending decades being anonymous for fear of my own safety was a direct result of how I was treated. (maybe fearing being labelled an angry indigenous woman or cougar) I'm saying as an indigenous knowledge keeper I'm not seeking attention as I started this Blog anonymously for indigenous girls and indigenous women. As much as this blog’s post appeared in 2011, I started blogging prior and I started advocating prior, from my own lived experience. The laws around sexual assault changed throughout these decades. When I was a young adult of nineteen, I was sexually assaulted. I know how difficult it is for any sexual assault victim to come forward. I know how difficult it is for non-indigenous police officers to believe any indigenous woman’s claim. It took me twenty-six years for my sexual assault case to be brought to court. Within a six-year period I managed to work with three RCMP officers with each transferring out of my investigations. I was so frustrated that I contacted the RCMP commissioner’s office. Until I acted beyond working with RCMP officers, networking with non-indigenous women who sought me out, my case didn’t move forward. It was contacting the RCMP commissioners’ office threatening to make my case public before anything was done. As this was an historical case, much like was happening with the Chasing Horse case, evidence was gathered meticulously.

I didn't start this out to seeking attention. All these years writing, warning people about this predator called Nathan Chasing Horse. We as indigenous women, we know the dangerous within our own communities. It’s naive to think we don’t. Our youth are reading books like “Stamped from the Beginning: A Definitive History of Racist ideas in America by Ibram X. Kendi.” Fighting and healing from white supremacy isn’t racist rather it’s a call for people to understand the policies governments put in place long before we were born. “Every Child Matters” or “Land Back” are calls to help people understand we can not stop fighting and healing as there are children depending on us.

Our indigenous families for generations felt these deep racial impacts directed towards us. Daily we continue networking within our territories knowing our extended families grieve over a family member who either goes missing or is murdered. I buried many cousins since the eighties. Today, in Winnipeg, my Dakota family waits to see if the landfill will be searched. We lost our nephew. He went missing. Canadian society doesn’t or can not comprehend this network of indigenous culture. Mostly what is known is what people wish to see. Before I was born, I’ve had non-indigenous children tell me since childhood how horrible we are as indigenous people. Understand this myth that the most dangerous indigenous minds are those that are educated. We are not dangerous. The cultural understanding between two different ways of thinking is real. Finding or making space for dialogues between two groups wasn’t available for my parents or my grandparents. I sought out an education because I heard the stories from my parents. Yes, I am a storyteller. Stories of the ancient temples, ancient cities, and ways of thinking long forgotten. If we as a human race ever hope to create a safe place for our children, we must all practice spiritual activism.