In 2011 I felt so tired of the Thanksgiving narrative, and normalization of a day that celebrates invasion and genocide, that I started an intentional practice of celebrating Indigenous resistance and resilience. So, every year, wherever I am at, I take time to remember that despite all of the horrors of colonialism, Indigenous peoples are still here. Still living, breathing and loving. I offer these images as a way to fight against erasure, invisibility and the violence of forgetting.
Despite 520 years of colonialism, capitalism and imperialism, we are still here. We have survived because we have resisted through our struggle with deep wells of love for our people. I give thanks to the ongoing resistance, and today I particularly thank all the women whose names may never be elevated or recorded in books but who have made so much possible!
