Moss Bag Babies

Safe, snug, secure.

I work in the Communications Department of a First Nations Organization. I love my job! Every day I get to write about what our org. is up to; attend events, workshops and conferences that we host in order to document and write stories about them for our website: www.mfnerc.org.
Yesterday I took part in a workshop that truly spoke to my spirit. And the woman who was presenting said that if your spirit is stirred, then you know it’s the truth. It was a workshop on the traditional teachings of Moss Bags or Tikanaugan. She spoke of how, traditionally, women carried babies on their backs (girls over their shoulder, boys on their back facing out) so the babies could develop their 4 sacred gifts – Sight, Smell, Taste and Hearing.

As I said in one of my previous blog posts, I’m one of those people who believes that, when it comes to how we should live in the world, the First Nations people had it right. Baby girls watched their mothers gathering berries, tanning hides, smoking meat, and tending the fires so they could see, smell, taste and listen to what was going on. So they could learn how to be a woman in their tribe. Boys faced out so they could watch the world around them, the sun and stars, the animals, and other members of the community. So they could learn how to be a man in their tribe. Yet the whole time, both boys and girls felt safe and secure, senses on alert, upright in the world, while completely attached to their mother.

What a beautiful way to start life in this world! I'm not doing it justice with this small post so I encourage you to google "Moss Bags" or "Tikanaugan", but the teachings made perfect sense to me...And I even got to make my own Moss Bag Baby. The workshop presenter told us that she often gets asked by young First Nations parents: Did we lose our parenting skills because of Residential Schools? And can we get them back? With beautiful, truthful teachings such as this, the only answer is a resounding yes. 

My own Moss Bag creation.

Always learning.

I think I have the best job in the world. Part of what I do is navigate and post to Facebook and Twitter on behalf of the Manitoba First Nations Education Resource Centre. Through this I've been able to learn so much about First Nations people, #IdleNoMore, Canada's true history and what my relationship to the afore mentioned should be.
It would take me pages and pages to list all that I have learned; so instead, I'm going to post some links to some of the best blogs I have come across that debunk Indian stereotypes.
It's my hope that one day my blog might become as intriguing as these!

apihtawikosisan.com
Some of the most informative and insightful articles: "Canada it's time. We need to fix this in our generation.", "The natives are restless. Wondering why?" and "The stereotype of the drunken Indian." to name a few.
wabkinew.ca
He's smart, funny and shows up everywhere! Presenting awards, giving speeches, sitting down for interviews, spreading the word.
northendmc.wordpress.com
Closer to home, from Winnipeg's North End, I think this young guy is what hope looks like!

So there's my top three. There's a lot more out there! All you need is a bit of time, some curiosity and an open mind.

Idle No More. It's for ALL Canadians.

The other day my husband and I went for dinner at my parents. Since both he and I work for First Nations organizations it has been easy, not to mention exciting, to keep abreast of the #Idle No More wave that has been sweeping across the country. I love the movement. I love that it was started by four women. It uses social media. It engages youth and elders alike. And it raises legitimate concerns that are relevant to all Canadians. I was curious though, what had my parents heard? They are a somewhat typical white, middle-class couple. Don’t get me wrong, they are as cool and savvy as they come, and have done many amazing things in their lives; however, they watch the “regular news” and read the local paper and sometimes listen to CJOB and that’s about the extent of their media exposure. When I asked my mom what she had heard about Idle No More she responded, “Well, we’ve just heard that a lot of people are upset with the blockades that are stopping traffic.” And that was all…That was all?....Seriously??! I was quite shocked.
And then I thought, what if this is the typical mainstream experience? And if it is, we – media, society, native, non-native – need to change. We who are lucky enough to know the history, read the stories, update the tweets and post the pictures need to let white, mainstream society know what is going on. We need to let people like my parents (open, honest, non-racist people) know how Bill C-45 will affect First Nations Land and the fact that First Nations people were not even consulted on it. I know people like my parents would be interested in what the Harper government is doing. And maybe, just maybe, once they know, they’ll change their vote come Election Day. Or perhaps they’ll tell their friends about Idle No More or search for it on the Internet or maybe even participate in a protest. The information is out there! We just need to let the white folk know.

Hello and Welcome!

Greetings!

I am not new to the blogging world, yet I am new to blogging about something deeply complex and personal, something that’s been on my mind and heart for many years – the First Nations people.
I grew up in Winnipeg, MB, a city with a large First Nations population. And I’m married to an amazing man who happens to be OjiCree.

For most of my life the only contact I had with First Nations people was through the intoxicated panhandlers I would encounter downtown. But I knew in my heart that these people couldn’t possibly accurately represent an entire people group. That the stereotypes I was building in my mind were not the truth. I needed to learn more (I am one of those people who believes in the cliché ‘knowledge is power’). So I decided to go and volunteer in a community in the NWT. I lived in Fort Good Hope, a small hamlet of Dene people in the Sahtu Region. It was an eye-opener. It changed my life and worldview. I met so many First Nations people who were so kind, welcoming, knowledgeable and, most importantly, willing to share that knowledge with a complete stranger. That’s when I began to open my mind and heart to a group of people and a way of life that I really knew nothing about. And I can honestly now say I’ve become someone who believes that when it comes to different ways of living and worldviews, First Nations people had, and have, it right. That far before contact with Europeans they knew what they were doing. In order to see and experience this firsthand, all you have to do is attend a Pipe Ceremony, or listen to a drum song, or hear an Elder speak. First Nations culture is wrapped in peace and harmony with the land. They revere their elders. They call for respect on all levels…So what happened? Why are there so many First Nations people lost in the depths of alcoholism, drugs, abuse and despair? Why do so many “white people” see their beautiful Native brothers and sisters as nothing more than lazy beggars looking for handouts, or stuck in the past, constantly blaming the white man for all their problems. Well, that’s what I want to dialogue about in this blog. I’ve learned much about First Nations history. I appreciate and admire the culture and traditions they follow. They have been through so much as a collective and as individuals, and they are still here. So rather than spewing racist hate (on both sides) I believe we should dialogue, learn, grow, acknowledge and embrace our differences, and that’s how unity between such diverse worldviews can begin.