I Walk for Pepita~I See Her Family~ Murdered and Missing Indigenous Women March in Albuquerque Oct.4, 2021

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We have never seen these people. We didn't want to acknowledge them as human. We killed them with blankets contaminated with small pox hoping to wipe them out, calling them savages. Those who survived were forced to leave the land they grew up on, forced to walk for thousands of miles, 

relocated again and again. 

 And now they walk to be heard, to be seen, but do we see them?

Have you seen any mention of Pepita Redhair who went missing last year? 

Any media coverage what so ever?

The answer is no........ you didn't hear about it.

So now the question is why???

Why as humans do we feel the need to deny people of their humanity? They look or speak or believe differently and somehow that gives us the right to treat them as less than ourselves? How are we so flawed and more importantly what can we do to wake up? To see every other human as a person equal to ourselves?  In order to save ourselves we are going to have to evolve past this lesser and greater than mentality. Our Earth will survive, we can't kill her, but we can kill ourselves and we are.

Please help spread the word; hear people, see people and speak up for all people.

 

Braiding Sweetgrass~ Robin Wall Kimmerer

 

I'm learning so much from this beautiful woman in her book, "Braiding Sweetgrass". She is truly confirming what I've known along; the native people of this land deserve our utmost respect. We could have learned about respect from them. We could have learned so much about the land, about survival, about giving back to the Earth. 

She has many excellent videos on Youtube. Here she is talking about weaving knowledge to enable a brighter future for us all.

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Sunrise~ My Piece of Paradise

 

My People

                                                           

                  Brown Bear, Brown Bear 

                                  What do you See?

I See... 

 

My people, I call them that not because I have the right or have earned it simply because I wish it so. My people. The people who have loved and cherished Mother Earth from their beginning and taught their children to respect all things upon her. My people respect the winds, the waters, the rocks, the trees. Their behavior on this Earth lends compassion to all living things. These are “my” people. 

 

My people have endured great suffering these past couple of centuries and that suffering lingers, a scab picked again and again. Picked by all of us who refuse to take a stand. Stand up and say, I’m so sorry. Yes, I want to teach our young about what we’ve done to the native people in our country. Yes, at the very least they should know your pains. 

 

I am ashamed of the past, I’m ashamed of my government. I hate it that I was born a white person and all that goes with that. The intolerance, violence, ignorance, yes let’s talk ignorance.

 

How can it be in a country claiming to be so civilized that we have made no efforts to correct the huge injustice done in the name of civilization? The contradiction of beating civility into a child all under the umbrella of Christianity is atrocious. Unfathomable. Disheartening and truly disgusting. I cannot be proud to be an American until my government assumes responsibility, until our textbooks give accurate information about our country’s history instead of the chapters of lies fed to our children.

 

The facts are we stole your children, we lied, we murdered and raped not just the land but your people. We looked at you and called you savages. Who was it we were really seeing?  Who were the true savages? 

 

I mourn what could have been,  if only we could see!

Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women

 MMIW rally is tomorrow in Albuquerque, New Mexico at Tiguex Park. I will be there in my new red shirt and my sign to show support for their plea to be seen, heard.  We have taken so much from the indigenous people of this land and it appears we are still taking. Taking from a people who are known for giving. They give back to the land; they give thanks daily for all the Earth provides. I am ashamed of my country. I see you Pepita Redhair and I will not forget you.