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Sunday, May 21, 2017
MEMBERS FIGHT BACK!
First Nation peoples in Alberta and Saskatchewan are all talking
among themselves about an historic offer to settle their claim. Earlier in 2017 some twenty
Treaty No. 8 first nations received an offer from the Federal Government of Canada
on an outstanding 1899 Treaty 8 specific obligation. It is unprecedented, but
it took 118 years to get there!!! That is what I call patience. The offer stems from a clause under the treaty
addressing the agricultural benefits or, as it is known by the beneficiaries, “Cows
and Ploughs”.
It has been a long, protracted and expensive process to say the
least. Most of the Treaty No. 8 First Nations submitted their specific claims to
Indigenous and Northern Affairs, Specific Claims Branch for outstanding
agricultural benefits in the early 1990s.
Around 2010, Canada took the position that all Treaty 8 First Nations
with an outstanding agricultural benefits claim had to collectively negotiate their
claim, which is when things began to move forward. Albeit slowly. It would still take an additional 6 years
before a settlement offer that was worth taking back to their members was
presented to the First Nations.
The Chiefs say they want members to vote to keep the bulk of the
settlement in a trust for the use and benefit of future generations. Members, on the other hand, see that Treaty
obligation differently. For one, they believe they are the future generations
of a Treaty that was signed 118 years ago. Moreover, they take this position
from the Treaty document itself. This specific claim is different from other
claims that are tied to land rights. In claims for lost land, the compensation
replaces a capital asset, namely reserve land, which is held collectively as a
whole for all members.
However, the agricultural benefit Treaty right benefits both the
First Nation as whole and individual families. Most of the implements offered
in the treaty, like a hoe, shovel, cow, seeds, etc. were to be given to
individual families to start a small family farm. Therefore to follow that
logic, a reasonable person would naturally accept that the majority of the
settlement funds should be distributed to individual members to pursue economic
opportunities.
A debate has ensued on whether the agricultural benefits Treaty
right is a collective or an individual right.
Although it was not much of a debate at least one Chief and Council flat
out refused to hear any other thoughts on the matter. It is both a collective and individual right.
While almost all the members believes that Canada’s offer is a fair
and equitable offer they are unable to accept the offer because their First
Nation is providing only a single ballot question. Members must accept both the settlement offer
and the trust agreement that sets out how the compensation will be distributed,
invested and spent. The ballot could
have been set up to permit members to accept separately the settlement and the
terms of the trust agreement, but Chief and Council decided not to.
The strong-handed position from Chief and Council is reflected in
the voting packages that were mailed out last week, in which the majority of
the settlement funds will remain in the hands of Chief and Council. Members feel their Council never really
seriously considered their input and they predetermined what would be in the
trust created to accept the settlement. Indeed,
members are furious and upset. That said, at the end of the day, it would be
the members who will decide whether to reject or accept the offer by a vote
later in June.
A ratification process is underway and it is therefore too late to stop this process.
Those members I have talked to said that when they vote no, a negative vote will not
represent a rejection of Canada’s offer but a rejection of Chief and Councils’ forcefully
putting forth what they want, regardless of what the members want.
This also begs the questions, why would a Chief and Council who are presumably in power to act on their members’ behalf, refuse to consider their views? The answer is simple. The Chief and Council believe that their members are incapable of managing a large sum, even in 2017. They also believe they know better the needs of their members and how to take care of them. Sound familiar?
This also begs the questions, why would a Chief and Council who are presumably in power to act on their members’ behalf, refuse to consider their views? The answer is simple. The Chief and Council believe that their members are incapable of managing a large sum, even in 2017. They also believe they know better the needs of their members and how to take care of them. Sound familiar?
Stay tuned...
- Will there be enough “No” votes to reject the settlement?
- If so, will Canada allow another ratification vote, knowing that this is not a vote against the offer?
- Will the Council work through the internal matters to resolve the terms of the trust to the satisfaction of its members?
UPDATE: Although many members were dissatisfied with the offer from Chief and Council. ACFN MEMBERS VOTED to accept the offer. The truth is many didn't understand or read the package!
Tuesday, May 16, 2017
Freeing the EGO
Letting go of control does not have to be difficult. I will
occasionally, when I am faced with a decision, stop what I am doing, quiet my
mind and concentrate on my breath. I want to make decisions based on a clear
mind. The question becomes do I continue control or let it go?
Not all the time, but sometimes I will make an assessment of the
situation. What can I do about it? What is the worst thing that would happen
if I do nothing? Too often it is our emotions that prevent us from seeing
clearly what could be the right action to take. I guess some would call it
egotistical, and if I were honest with myself, they would be correct in describing me as such. Most of
the time the thought I have is if not me, then who? That is exactly EGO. My critics will complain that I love control and maybe that is true. But I also accept a helping hand and like to share in the responsibility. I will work with
anyone. I enjoy collaborations.
From the outside looking in, I may appear bossy or always in control. That is a perception some people have of me, and that may or not
be true of me. Okay, I admit I have a healthy ego. I make an effort to control things around me, I like to be in action rather than be passive and let life happens around me. I like affecting change and often don't wait for anyone. The change I am looking for is always positive change, something to better people's life. I have the type of
personality that when I see that something needs to be done, and I don’t see anyone doing
it, I will do take it on. I want to help. My advocacy is always to do good on others behalf. If I can make a positive difference, I will do something. Doing nothing is never an option for me.
That is my personality failing, which is why I meditate. I want to be less controlling, less judgemental, and more compassionate and loving. I enjoy volunteering, not for any recognition or validate but to get things done. I am not afraid of putting time into something I feel is important and could perhaps make a difference.
That is my personality failing, which is why I meditate. I want to be less controlling, less judgemental, and more compassionate and loving. I enjoy volunteering, not for any recognition or validate but to get things done. I am not afraid of putting time into something I feel is important and could perhaps make a difference.
Like for example, I have undertaken a quest to research and maintain my
family tree. This is a good example of taking control of a project. It is a work of passion and on-going, which I began in 2008. If I didn’t do it would it
have ever been done, I wonder. I had ten brothers and have five sisters. That is just the immediate family. I was able
to document 152 families and 373 people thus far. I was able to put into the
database almost 1,000 family pictures. This has been tremendous amount of work
and initially took up many hours of my free time. However, it has been so satisfying as well. To
add to that, I also created a facebook family page, to support the genealogy
research I was doing. I posted the birthdays,
births, weddings, graduations, and deaths. This is to ensure my database is
correct. If I made a mistake, someone
will tell me, and will I correct the database. Almost everyone in my family
knows I am doing this, but no one has offered to help me. That said, to the
degree that it is done, I feel a great sense of accomplishment.
On the other hand, the down side of having created the family facebook group, which allows me to post and manage the page, has opened me to accusations of being too controlling. Recently a family member so “eloquently” said in an emailed to me… “I love how u control what it posted and not posted in this group too.... power and control...” So I decided to add four other family members to the facebook group as administrators. Doing this gave me a huge relief; I don’t know why it didn't occur to me sooner. Thank you for pushing me to do that.
We always have a choice of letting go of things. Not taking things too personally. Letting go of always being in control or being right. Because when I think about it , the worst that could have happened if I have never started the family tree and family facebook group, would be nothing. Yes, nothing, it would not have made any difference to anyone. Maybe another family member would have done it, or maybe not. Either way, it does not matter. Letting go. Knowing when to let go is liberating. Knowing I don’t always have to be in control is a freeing. At the end of the day, was it all about my ego?
I am taking the next step, I have let go completely and remove myself as
administrator on the facebook family group page.
Who knows it might just go beyond anything I could have achieved on my
own. I look forward to seeing it
evolve and thrive by the people I added as admin before I removed myself. It feels great!
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Monday, May 15, 2017
Dene Poem
Drum Dance
2009
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Roger Deranger - Denesuline Artist |
Hidden within the Dene forest home
spirits dream enthusiastically to roam
they dwell honorably during mystic time
when the heaven and earth vastly rhyme
upon a painted sunset, a silence broke
it was an ancient flame that spoke
and the drums mysteriously, exhilarate
altering each soul into a radiant state
chants and pulse, conjured, impulsively
blessing everyone into a circular flee
round and around they sacredly dance
drowning themselves into a joyous trance
poured with euphoria, the beings paced
leaving each step then majestically traced
within its midst, the fire proudly sing
drawing the ritual into a universal ring
the stars above also harmonized along
ensuring the divine hoop is kept strong
for every life is absorbed into solidarity
a movement of strength and reassuringly
the dance, song and heartbeat, all is real
giving the entire cycle a seed to heal
from dusk to dark, the spirits fly
until our dance has reached the sky
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Saturday, May 6, 2017
A Tough Conversation
This is a difficult but necessary conversation. If a conversation is difficult, then it
should be engaged in with as many people as possible. And you know what, it
seems like it is never the perfect time the for a difficult conversation.
I am talking about alcoholism, which is not a sexy
subject and no one wants to talk about it.
Harold R. Johnson wrote this about it in his book, Firewater - How Alchohol is killing My
People (and Yours)…
I must speak because so
few are speaking. Our political leaders,
our chiefs and councillors, the AFN, the Indian federations, the tribal council
– all seem so silent.
Its impact on lives, particularly in First Nation
communities, is well known. I am convinced that there is no other place in
Canada that feels the influence of addictions more fully than in a First Nation
community. These communities are tight. Their
hearts beat as one. The saying “all my
relations” is not lost here because one quickly realizes how closely related
everyone is. When misfortune befalls one
person in the community, everyone feels the pain. More importantly, they will show up to
support one another. That is one advantage
I will always treasure being from one of these communities, my home community. There really is a true sense of belonging, to
being one of the tribe. Inclusion.
Sadly though, there is no escape from the cruel
reality of addictions, it is everywhere.
It breds hopelessness. It permeates the social fabric and, it is unfortunately,
intergenerational.
To be sure, it is not for a lack of knowledge that
abusive drinking happens. There is already so much information about alcoholism
in our communities. For example, that alcohol has both a seductive and
destructive nature. It is sneaky like that. The belief is that drinking is
started to forget pain and trauma, which works for a short period, but then it quickly
becomes the problem. And then health will begin to decline and relationships
break down. Knowing this, why would
anyone want to get started?
Instead it is viewed as fun, as “partying.” It enables
people to “let off steam” and to “take the edge off.” It is seen as the
activitity that brings people together. People even brag about it and post their
alcohol-fuelled escapades on social media. Even knowing the harmful nature of
alcohol, some think nothing of inviting others to join in this tragic cycle of
self-abuse. The hard truth is that others
are taken down too. Like the saying goes “misery loves company.” Especially if
they have the means to supply more alcohol, all the while knowing it is wrong
but powerless against the allure of booze.
When tragedy strikes due to excess drinking, which it
unfortunately and eventually will, its impact reverberates throughout a
community like shockwaves. Mixed emotions
stir under the dark blanket of grief. The
shock leaves everyone unable to comprehend the incident. On some level there is a nagging sense that whatever
tragedy happened was preventable. That fact makes any tragedy that much more incomprehensible.
Understandably, the moment right after a
tragedy never seems to be time to have a conversation on it, because that would
dishonour the victims and bring an inappropriate sense of being judgmental. Emotions are raw as minds wrestle to
comprehend a senseless tragedy. Hearts are broken, dreams shattered, never to come to pass.
Because of the overwhelming grief that envelops
everyone, there will always be some people who will then turn to drinking to
dull the pain, because that is how they deal with pain. They may even raise a glass or bottle to the victim,
not seeing how ironic and empty the gesture is. The vicious cycle continues as
people turn to drink to mask their feelings.
Still, wouldn’t this be an ideal time, the perfect
time, to have that very conversation? If only because the incident illustrates so
intensely the destructive choices made under the influence of alcohol while it
is fresh and before it is swept out of sight, because responding to tragedy
must always be sobering, at least at the initial moment of reaction. Moreover, in small communities, when a
tragedy has been caused by alcohol, people know what happened and they
know why it happened. To be sure, everyone is thinking about it and
talking about it behind closed doors in whispers, in hushed voices barely
holding back assigning blame. Asking the
question to themselves and those closest to them, why people are not talking about
this together as a community? If there was ever a time to get together as a
community, to perhaps reveal some hard truths, could this be the time?
That said, the reasons for all alcohol-related
tragedies must be discussed openly and honestly in our communities, not with a
sense of judgment or blame, but to ask the simple question: why? Why does it keep happening, even when we all
know the dangers and the illusions that we create for ourselves, like the
illusion that drinking to excess is partying, like the illusion that alcohol
can help us with pain, like the illusion that the inevitable tragedy will
happen to someone else.
Our people need to talk about these things. To do this
is to honour those who lost their battle with addiction, not to blame them; to
take something positive and good from their loss, not to condemn them. It sends a message to everyone in our
communities that this issue is serious and it is a problem we all share.
So, what is stopping our communities from having an
honest community dialogue on addictions? Education and awareness can lead to
community solutions and healing. But
this alone won’t stop it. What else needs to be done? Who in your community
will see this as a call to action? Who
is willing to show up for those who can’t?
Don’t wait for someone else to do it because if not you, who then? If not now, when?
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Tuesday, April 11, 2017
Down the Rabbit Hole we Go!
How many readers administer group pages? Are you responsible for what your readers do
with that information? I venture to say
you are probably not because you have not mastered the art of manipulation and
mind control like I apparently have. More over, what does that say about the people in my group? While I don't mind being given omnipotent and mind controlling powers as a lark, but it mystifies me to think an otherwise rational adult is actually serious when they say I am responsible for the actions of people who subscribe to my facebook group page. Really, I have that much control over earthlings?

I immediately received a personal message from the person that
started the group who said, "thanks for the support". Good to know you were a
supporter of transparency and "open dialogue" I am ashamed to call you two my
family. Then it went even further to
say, I obviously want your input but you don’t care to deal with conflict
you indirectly a part of. While I tried
to reason with this person, and did my best to explain that I have no control over
people’s actions, related to me or not. People who subscribe to the group I
administer are all functioning adults. That person was so upset, any attempt by
me being rational was lost. In fact, my attempt
to be reasonable and calm was interpreted as being passive aggressive. I was
verbally insulted and called names. And to further insult me, in case I didn’t
understand what the word meant, I was sent the meaning of ‘passive aggressive’. Hmm, does this blog constitute being passive aggressive? To top
it off I was not the one who started this foolish dispute. A dispute that could
have been resolved had either of them bothered to pick up the phone and talked to one
another.
Apparently, that particular group chat was so emotionally charged
that participants where slinging mud at each other well into the early hours of the following morning. Mercifully, I didn't participate, even as a witness, to what appeared to be a denigration frenzy. The fact that I was not involved in the conversation apparently didn't matter because I was accused of being held responsible for their bad
behavior and the consequences of the fallout from this chat. Oh, how I digress!
What is happening to us? Social media platforms, specifically Facebook, have altered the
behavior of people so much that normal cordial and intelligent conversation is
becoming a distant memory. The boundary
of human decency and respect is replaced with a more cavalier attitude. Conversations on social media that are
embroiled in a highly charged emotional state are like the Wild West. Just
shoot from the hip indiscriminately and worry about it later. As people angrily
tap, tap, tap, on their computer keyboard slinging insults and innuendos at
each other, they simply just lose their mind. More often than not they leave
the conversation consumed with so much anger and animosity for each other that
it impacts on their real life relationships. Families are now the enemies, Friends are deleted, and people are
left disempowered, disillusioned, and bat crazy with anger.
The person who started this drama ended up saying, "I am so heartbroken". Come on you started this drama and now you want sympathy! Even before the conversation got heated, you said to me "I am ashamed to call you family." That certainly was not an invitation for me to go back into that chat. Grow up and get some perspective! Until you've experienced both the loss of your beloved mom and a very special brother in less than six months, you have no idea about heartbreak. A argument on social media, no matter how unpleasant, does not compare to the heartbreak I feel everyday missing my late mom and late brother. It has only been just over 7 months since Rossi passed away. I am still grieving him.
Welcome to the human dynamics of the 21st century. I miss the days of snail mail and lovely hand written letters, don’t you? It boggles my mind how quickly we have gone down this rabbit hole.
The person who started this drama ended up saying, "I am so heartbroken". Come on you started this drama and now you want sympathy! Even before the conversation got heated, you said to me "I am ashamed to call you family." That certainly was not an invitation for me to go back into that chat. Grow up and get some perspective! Until you've experienced both the loss of your beloved mom and a very special brother in less than six months, you have no idea about heartbreak. A argument on social media, no matter how unpleasant, does not compare to the heartbreak I feel everyday missing my late mom and late brother. It has only been just over 7 months since Rossi passed away. I am still grieving him.
Welcome to the human dynamics of the 21st century. I miss the days of snail mail and lovely hand written letters, don’t you? It boggles my mind how quickly we have gone down this rabbit hole.
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Sunday, March 12, 2017
This is What Love Looks Like
It is simple. I wrote and read this elegy for my mom. Be the beacon of light in your life. You know, only you can change how you feel toward others. You can be happy and be at peace in your relationships, all you have to do is ACCEPT IT IS WHAT IT IS.
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