On my home it hit me, the intergenerational trauma I feel my sisters pain and their loved ones so brave to keep making a stand year after year for our sisters spirits that are stuck between worlds. The ones who never made it home.
As I stood outside in the bitter cold of this February 14, 2016, to honour our stolen sisters. I could feel their spirits around giving me shivers, the kind you feel when your hair stand on the back of your neck. Even though their time with us was short, their spirit touched so many lives in so many ways.
We have to let them go, tell them it’s okay to go on to star world, for if we do not they will stay between the two realms to comfort and protect us. The ones who have not been brought to justice in this life will be one day in the spirit world.
When we think of our sisters, we should not only think of the injustice of their destiny. But rather the good times, the way they made us laugh, or the way their eyes light up when she smiled. When we miss them they know, and they are hurting too, please say a simple prayer of I love you.
As a young man spoke of his sister today, he reminded us of the fact that our Indigenous men are hurting too. Because they feel that they had failed to protect us. We often do not hear of our warriors pain. There is too much violence in our communities, and it has to stop! Indigenous women are five times more likely to experience violence, and the violence that we endure is three times worse than any other race.
As this Valentine’s Day comes to an end tell the women in your life that they matter, and they are loved.