The highs, the lows & all the way arounds. Riding so highshe canbarely see the ground. To the too highs, too lows & too many times around. Hiding in the lowshe'sno where to be found. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
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RED DRESS
Red dress. Hanging from branchesof bare bonetrees in the month of May. Red dress. Visually, giving voiceto thosewho've been silenced. Red dress. Hauntingly beautifulas thelife you represent. May 5 is the National Day of Awareness and Action for Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women, Girls and Gender diverse people. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
The Waiting. . .
It is in thebeginning of waiting andnot knowing, wesuffer most. Whenunanswered questions; perilously hangin the air. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
GHOSTS
All too often we don't ask,nor say the things we should. Because we're hiding fromghosts that store themselves in our body. What ghost you ask ? The ghost of expectationsnot to rock the boat. The ones that dwell in the recesses of our mind. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
CHIMERA
March, you havecome from thatsense of beingmany thingsto many people. To this entity. Breathingfire and lifein and outof transitionalchange; liketime & seasons. Artwork: cloudy-dragons Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
Waiting to Exhale
March sighs and stretches. Waiting to exhale. And paint the World with her bouquet of floral efflorescence. ☆ ☆ Spring has been queued and is in the yawn & stretch stage. Ready to paint our World with beautiful colours. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
Bookstore
Somewhere on the shelvesof this dusty ol bookstore. I'll one day, find those words; you read to me. The question therein lies. Am I in fact searching for words in a book ? Or the voice that hauntinglywalks through; my mind. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
The creek was calling me today
the creek was calling me todayancestors calling me but just to say hey"im happy to see you here on the land""i love you gramma""i love you granpa""i love you aunty"whenever i sing Wind in the Meadowyou answeri sing my favourite healing songs:"anxious thoughts: i go for a walk to keep from going crazy"crunch crunch crunchi … Continue reading The creek was calling me today
Kat’íl’a – Seeking Quietness and Stillness in my Quest for Knowledge
I wrote this poem over the past couple of days. Reflecting on my thoughts and feelings being back home and my learnings over the past few years. I wasn't sure what to call it but then remembered the Lil'wat principles of learning, available through the link below. I thought the word Kat’íl’a fit perfectly, meaning … Continue reading Kat’íl’a – Seeking Quietness and Stillness in my Quest for Knowledge
Múc and the Importance of Old Growth Forests
I've been thinking about the forests a lot lately. Since attending the opening ceremony for the "We Carry Our Ancestors" exhibit and hearing St'at'imc knowledge and experience from Dr. Lorna Williams. Then spending some quiet time at the exhibit, singing along to the berry picking song playing from a video. Hearing the words of Lorna, … Continue reading Múc and the Importance of Old Growth Forests
The Wellness Almanac 