"That my daughter can look in a book and see herself, her relations (near and far) and her beautiful culture is invaluable to us." - Claudine Bull, AB
tea and baby love
A Diné and a Dené – Hannah Manuelito, Guest Blogger Q&A
"I actually didn’t realize how creepy the situation seemed until we started telling people at the conference how we met haha. Also, it was reassuring that the first night we were singing to each other and some of the songs were Disney songs haha. I knew it was going to be fine after that."
it’s the little things
"I wonder how she will remember this time – what she will take away from it. Will she remember how scared I was, or would she remember how, for the first time in years, I could spend hours upon hours with her and not have to work?"
Diary of a Black Indigenous Womxn: On Vulnerability – Dominique Daye Hunter, Guest Blogger
"Vulnerability is allowing yourself to be unapologetically Black, unapologetically Indigenous. To operate in multiple planes of thought. To use slang and Ebonics in one sentence, and to speak eloquently in the next. It is accepting your paradox and embracing it with your whole self. To allow your boundaries to be the only lines that define you, to be multi-dimensional in your healing."
Finding My Art – Brandee Everett, Guest Blogger
"I would wander into the night and find the best location to capture these dancing lights. It made me feel free going out into my little Rez and seeing these lights in the sky, so peaceful and vibrant. I would often think about my grandfather saying, “don’t whistle, they’ll grab you,” and giggle to myself."
Have Baby, Will Travel
"This is where my girl was surrounded and loved up by about a hundred Indigenous women from all walks of life. The room was filled with inspiration, many big laughs, lots of love, and above all else – the strength, beauty and resiliency that only Indigenous women carry."
Collective Grief, Collective Healing
"Simultaneously, like in a dream, I hear both laughter and crying, coming from different parts of the big, curved room. No, it is not a dream. Today, we are laying a community member to rest."
What Does It Mean to Stand Up – Tara Williamson, Guest Blogger
"We know that survival and grief are never finished. We know that a mother’s scream is a battle cry. We know that it is our responsibility to stand up."
Keep It Lit
"We are continually made out to be an inconvenient truth for sharing our thoughts or our feelings during difficult political times."
“Just make me look like Aquaman”: An Essay on Seeing Myself -Smokii Sumac, Guest Blogger
"I came out as a transgender man at 29. For me, this felt late. I remember the first moment I ever said it out loud. I was sitting with one of the first trans men I'd ever met in the shade of a truck at our summer ceremonies in Montana."
