Today, I’m planning to do the same thing I strive for every day, although a bit more intentionally. It started off waking up at 6:05, like every day, but I didn’t get out of bed right away.
I whispered truths to my co-sleeping child about how smart, funny, kind and brave he is. I thanked him for choosing me to be his mama. I thought about my absolute privilege to be an Indigenous mother in 2025, and the beauty in filling my children up with goodness.
I laid in bed a bit longer, before getting up to make coffee, and starting peach cobbler that 2/3 children enjoy (the third eats cheerios, banana and milk every day).
I’m just going to be slow and intentional today, me: a little love light burning for all Indigenous people and mothers and children fighting for sovereignty and the ancestors by existing, thriving, loving and living.
Each moment with my children today will be an intentional prayer for every child who never made it home, and for those parents and communities who miss them, past and present.
Colonialism is system operating as intended, that Canadians continue to uphold and benefit from. I think today is simultaneously important and also at the same time a shallow, topical non-solution.
The Reluctant Anthropologist 