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Aunt Lottie told us if we visited more, she could teach us all she knew on beading and other indigenous art. She ended by reminding us, “but I hate booze.” I understood why. However, it was a warm summer day during this second day of our Métis meetup. It took place in a community park with ball diamonds and an unused concession stand and I most definitely craved a cold beer.
I do long to use my hands traditionally, though, to bead and paint alongside Lottie. To feel the rich memories of the primal past fill the air. To smell the drying salmon and hide fill the space. A space which too often stinks of ache and rage. I wonder if foraging or fishing would help me feel a connection to my roots, a belonging outside of the regular sadness and despair that I share with my disconnected community.
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