Women of leadership

Sitting here at McDonald's in Smithers, BC, I find myself reflecting on the years that have passed and all that I’ve faced. 

In the spirit of our people, I think of how many of us carry heavy burdens, enduring struggles that often go unheard. We are like the silent rivers that flow beneath the surface—powerful and deep, but rarely seen. When someone opens up about their life, it’s crucial to hold that space for them, to be that safe haven where they can share their truth without fear.

In our world, it seems acceptable for us Indigenous folks to go through tough times, and there’s an unspoken expectation to wear a mask and pretend everything is fine. Meanwhile, those with privilege often receive attention for their struggles—whether it’s missing resources like clean water, food, daycare, or facing prejudice. Our cries often fade into the background, like whispers in the wind.

Recently, I attended a gathering called The Art of Leadership for Women. It was a beautiful experience, filled with moments of inspiration. While not every speaker resonated with me, it was uplifting to see women standing tall, sharing their stories of empowerment and strength. 

Deep down, I yearn to make a bigger impact. I wish I could be a force against the racism that Aboriginal women face every day. I dream of a world where our voices are heard and respected, where we can walk in our truth without fear of judgment. 

As I sit here, I carry these thoughts with me, hoping to weave them into the fabric of change for our future.


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