I am not much of a mechanic but I am handy enough to be able to do basic maintenance on my truck and motorcycle.
Like most guys I know from remote First Nation communities, I am more or less like the saying goes, a jack-of-all-trades and master of none.
I am dazzled by the starry night sky.
I have always taken a great comfort in looking up at the stars. When I look up to the heavens and the greater universe I find a perspective of the world that has kept me grounded and aware of my place in life. I discovered this reality as a child living on the James Bay coast in my home community of Attawapiskat. Now as an adult I continue to look upward and I always feel humbled when I spot a point of light that is 500 light years away and totally out of my reach.
It was a very cold day and we were struggling along in our little red car through near blizzard conditions on our way to Thunder Bay.
It seems like human kind has always been fascinated by explosions in the sky.
My ancestors up the James Bay coast have always had a deep respect for the power of nature.
My Elders passed down a legend to me about lightning or Oh-mee-nee-s-koh as originating from the west. We Cree on the James Bay coast live on flat tundra and mushkeg. We consider any rise in the land as a mountain.
When I was a boy growing up in my home community of Attawapiskat on the James Bay coast, I was deathly afraid of looking at the full moon.
I grew up...
I’m happy to see the ongoing support and assistance in our northern remote communities to help our people cope with so many lifelong and generational issues...