You Don’t Hate Yourself Because You’re Broken. You Hate Yourself Because You Were Trained To.
At some point, most of us quietly adopt a terrifying belief: “There is something fundamentally wrong with me.” We rarely say it out loud. But it leaks out in smaller, socially acceptable forms: “I’m just bad with money.” “I always screw up relationships.” “If people really knew me, they’d leave.” We call this “low self‑esteem” or “imposter syndrome” so it sounds like an app update we can install later. But under the hood, it’s much simpler and much uglier: You were trained to
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Honouring the Heartbeat: Celebrating Métis Women Leading the Way
The heartbeat of the Métis Nation has always been its women. Across generations, Métis women have shaped our families, communities, and future. Today, Métis women and girls are everywhere, breaking barriers, building bridges, and leading the way in every field imaginable. Their resilience, tenacity, and vision inspire us all. This article is a celebration and a thank you to the women who lead, create, teach, heal, innovate, and dream. Your presence and achievements lift us al
Mar 83 min read
Who Are the Métis Nation?
Most people in Canada have heard the word “Métis.” They might think of Louis Riel standing on a gallows, or picture a red river cart pulled across a prairie they saw in a school textbook. If you ask, “Who are the Métis Nation?”, the answer you often hear is some version of, “They are people who are part Native and part European.” That answer sounds straightforward. It also misses the point. It treats the Métis as a racial category, not as a people. It turns a complex history
Feb 176 min read
Sitting at the Fire: Remembering Who You Are
You arrive at the edge of the fire almost by accident. Not a ceremony. Not a big life event. Just one of those evenings when your mind won’t shut up and your body feels tired in a way that sleep doesn’t fix. The day has left its fingerprints on you: a tight jaw, a buzzing chest, a familiar old sentence running in the background. If anyone asked how you are, you’d probably say “fine” and change the subject. But here you are anyway, standing at the edge of a quiet circle. The f
Feb 137 min read
