Today 10/7/21 Today 10/7/21
Today i am struck with my not belonging Today i remember my belonging
Again Again
I am not Indigenous or White, i am both I am a child of this earth,
White is not real - i am Irish, Scottish, Spanish I am a child of the universe
French Canadian I live here in my heart
I am MiqMaq, Iroquois, Cherokee, Blackfeet Upon this soil, these rocks, this dirt
I am the oppressor and the oppressed I am spirit finding my way in embodiment
My grandparents were silenced, shamed I am loud and singing, breaking chains
I have never belonged -poor, ugly, too smart I have always belonged - fed, growing,
Awkward, shy, loud, mean, reserved, rebellious Learning, trying, failing, finding myself
I might never know my place, i may not have My belonging is with birds and trees,
A heritage to reclaim Gaining wisdom by watching & listening
I have been told it is not the one of my heart Singing the songs and cycles of nature
Although i have dreamt their cries All the creatures are my ancestors
And suffer their silencing Here, now, teaching me
Because such is not the one of my skin Who i am is beyond my skin
I have been shown it is not whom i love Whom i love is my spirit twin,
As i was born and will die alone again Found when felt, in their many forms
None of this is mine, all of it is ours None of this is mine, all of it is ours
I mourn the loss and the devastation I sense us waking up together
i grieve with the pain of the last white rhino celebrating the many ways
No one to love or to relate to and infinite moments of overflowing love
Today i am struck with my not belonging Today i remember my belonging
Again Again
I am not Indigenous or White, i am both I am a child of this earth,
White is not real - i am Irish, Scottish, Spanish I am a child of the universe
French Canadian I live here in my heart
I am MiqMaq, Iroquois, Cherokee, Blackfeet Upon this soil, these rocks, this dirt
I am the oppressor and the oppressed I am spirit finding my way in embodiment
My grandparents were silenced, shamed I am loud and singing, breaking chains
I have never belonged -poor, ugly, too smart I have always belonged - fed, growing,
Awkward, shy, loud, mean, reserved, rebellious Learning, trying, failing, finding myself
I might never know my place, i may not have My belonging is with birds and trees,
A heritage to reclaim Gaining wisdom by watching & listening
I have been told it is not the one of my heart Singing the songs and cycles of nature
Although i have dreamt their cries All the creatures are my ancestors
And suffer their silencing Here, now, teaching me
Because such is not the one of my skin Who i am is beyond my skin
I have been shown it is not whom i love Whom i love is my spirit twin,
As i was born and will die alone again Found when felt, in their many forms
None of this is mine, all of it is ours None of this is mine, all of it is ours
I mourn the loss and the devastation I sense us waking up together
i grieve with the pain of the last white rhino celebrating the many ways
No one to love or to relate to and infinite moments of overflowing love
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