Into the Wild

"Down South" (as it's called here) there are many stereotypical views held about the North, and vice versa. But particularly when it comes to Aboriginal people, I have heard and seen many negative things over the years. In fact, I would say that my general view of Aboriginal people was one based on fear. I was afraid of them. This week, however, all those stereotypes were turned on their heads as I sat and participated in workshops and sharing circles for Victims of Crime Awareness Week. Former victims and former abusers told stories, shed tears and, above all, shared hope regarding their community, their people and their desire to stop violence. It was inspiring and beautiful. Particularly touching for me was when a woman looked across the circle at her now adult daughter (who is struggling to leave an abusive relationship herself) and said, "I'm sorry for treating you badly. I'm sorry for beating you when you were a child." And the daughter said, "It's okay Mom. I don't blame you. I love you. It made me who I am today, a strong woman." I don't think there was a dry eye in the circle.

Heading to Yellowknife for the weekend to chaperone a group of 13 year olds participating in a soccer tournament. Lord give me strength!! :)