Does the water rumble where you wake Or does it stream silently like the tears down faces Trembling by the river, waiting for the gods to sweep us up, we wept On my knees I cried, the day you were born I promised there shall be no more pain For what I’ve endured is far…

A segment of navigating Justice through the spiritual devotion to those before me. | keywords: peace, reincarnation, revolution, ancestors, social justice It is critical to stay afloat despite the days my light will yonder to show. Through every movement of my body, I am thinking about my impact and how…

Keywords: intergenerational trauma, indigenous, spirituality, shamanism, healing, resilience Pain runs like water being held through the cupping of our human hands. We try to hold its strain together, yet the matter still seeps through the crevices we cannot mend. Out, open, bare. Pain stains me like a drip from the…