Laws of Matriarch

Dreams of Ancestors My yea'a has always given me so much strength.  Back in February 1991, I had a dream that has stayed with me ever since. In this dream, I saw Sasquatches. The family house and our father tribe were all gathered together, surrounded by the lush green forest. I looked outside, and a wave of fear washed over me when I saw something moving in the trees. Then, a Sasquatch stepped out from the woods. I had never seen one before—a huge, dark brown, hairy figure moving gracefully from the forest. It was a beautiful day, and everything felt fresh, like it had just rained the day before. I turned to my yea'a and asked him why the Sasquatch was there. He replied, “They are here to be with us.” As I looked again, I noticed that more Sasquatches had joined the first one—about a dozen in total. They gathered with us like another house, and I imagined they came with our father tribe. We continued our usual business, connecting with family and discussing community issues. ...

My grandson is now 22 months old, and I want to share an update on the struggles I’m facing while navigating the CFCSA process with VACFSS. It hasn’t been easy, and I feel compelled to express my concerns and offer recommendations for change. Please forgive any grammatical errors in this message; I don’t have an editor to help me. As you know, I’ve answered the intrusive list of questions in the email linked below. I find myself in a precarious position, feeling the weight of the system on my shoulders. I am desperate to keep my grandson from being removed and to prevent him from entering care. Canada has a troubling practice of finding any excuse to take our Aboriginal children away from their families and communities. I know that you will do everything in your heart and power to help our children, and I want to thank you for your bravery and prayers.  Recently, I received an email from the social worker filled with heavy questions that leave me feeling uneasy about their commitm...