Today our circle went as far as Pasqua First Nation and as close as a small house across the tracks where a broken brother told my husband and I, "they'll call the cops on us, they'll take our money, but they won't be our friends."
It's time for that chapter to be over. It's time to learn to be family, brother-to-brother, like those visionary old ones spoke into Treaty.
Every day I walk this town, teach in our community school, drive through the heart of Treaty Four to my home in the hills. Every day is an opportunity to build relationships. From Sunday to Sunday I reflect on these relationships. I consider promises and broken promises. I remember blessings and oppression. I realize the riches we have to share back and forth, First Nation and Settler, our old teachings and sacred verses guiding us. I step closer into the circle.