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12/11/2025

When the smoke rises, it carries more than scent —
it carries the parts of us that are ready to be released.

êkwa… may this evening bring you softness, peace, and good relations.
— Kanipawit Maskwa







Kisâkihitinawâw, relatives…I want to speak to this in a good way — not to fight, not to shame, but to bring clarity wher...
12/10/2025

Kisâkihitinawâw, relatives…
I want to speak to this in a good way — not to fight, not to shame, but to bring clarity where the world prefers noise.

I see many strong words being shared about “pretendians.”
Some of it is true.
Some of it is medicine.
And some of it… carries a sharpness that can wound the very people we are trying to protect.

In our old laws — wâhkôhtowin, miyo-wîcêhtowin — identity was never proven through aggression, nor through public spectacle.
Identity was lived.
It was relational.
It was known through the footsteps a person left on the land, and the way their relatives spoke their name.

Asking someone, “Who are your people?” is our governance.
We have always done that.

But the moment we begin speaking from anger, from ego, or from performance, we stop protecting the circle and start feeding the very colonial wounds we say we are fighting.

I have lived long enough to see many kinds of voices rise — some loud, some soft, some carrying truth, some carrying pain disguised as authority.

Relatives…
Be careful when someone builds their platform on calling people out, on shaming, on stirring fires they never learned to tend in ceremony.
That is its own kind of identity politics — one that can hurt as deeply as the harm it claims to expose.

We must hold two truths at the same time:

1. Yes — Pretendians cause real harm.

They take resources, positions, trust, and space meant for our people.
Communities have the right — and the responsibility — to verify who belongs.

But also:

2. We must not become colonial in how we protect ourselves.

If our defense becomes dehumanization, humiliation, or cruelty, then we are walking the same road we warn others about.

Our ancestors taught us to be firm…
but they never taught us to be vicious.
They taught us to protect the lodge…
not to turn it into an arena.

Identity is sacred.
Identity is relational.
Identity is lived.

If someone is a fraud, communities will know.
They always have.
Our aunties, our Elders, our Nations — we have been vetting people long before Facebook, long before hashtags.

We don’t need to imitate the colonial courts of public opinion.
We have our own systems.
We have our own ways.

And I will say this gently:

When someone speaks with such aggression, such contempt, such eagerness to tear down — whether they are Indigenous, famous, or unknown — we must discern whether their words come from spirit or from ego.

Because true Indigenous leadership, real Nationhood, does not need to degrade anyone to protect itself.
It stands on truth, not hostility.
It stands on kinship, not spectacle.

êkwa — that is all I will say.
May we speak with the sharpness of clarity,
but also with the softness of responsibility.
May we walk the line between truth and compassion,
holding both like two sacred medicines in one hand.

That is the old way.

—Kanipawit Maskwa
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In our way we say êkwa — and so it is, and so we continue.Even in the storm, there is a path back to ourselves.Sit with ...
12/09/2025

In our way we say êkwa — and so it is, and so we continue.
Even in the storm, there is a path back to ourselves.
Sit with the breath.
Sit with the land.
Let the noise fall away.

— Kanipawit Maskwa





êkwa… this is more than news.This is a spirit returning home.When I saw the footage of those boxes coming off the plane ...
12/09/2025

êkwa… this is more than news.
This is a spirit returning home.

When I saw the footage of those boxes coming off the plane — carried carefully, reverently, onto a snowy Montreal tarmac — I felt something in my chest loosen, like an old knot finally remembering how to breathe.

Because these are not “objects.”
Not to us.
Not to the People.

A sealskin kayak, drums, tools, carvings — these are living relatives. Cultural ancestors. Pieces of memory that were taken from our nations at the exact same time our children were taken from their families. When our ceremonies were banned. When our languages were punished. When the laws of this land tried to turn our people into shadows.

To have those relatives stolen, displayed, hidden in vaults, and labeled as “gifts”…
mâci-ôma — that was another kind of wound.
One more chapter in a long story of erasure.

But today… êkwa… we witnessed a different kind of medicine.

Indigenous leaders — Inuit, First Nations, Métis — standing in the cold, waiting like family at the airport for a relative returning from a long, painful journey.
Waiting for pieces of our spirit that had been held in foreign hands for a century.

And those boxes touched the ground the way something sacred touches the ground — quietly, without spectacle, but with the weight of generations.

Even the Vatican, after all these years, finally said:
These belong with their people.
These stories must go home.

Pope Francis opened that doorway with his apology…
And Pope Leo, so early in his papacy, chose to walk through it.

This does not fix history.
It does not erase the hurt.
It does not bring back the children who never came home.

But…
it is a beginning.
A breath.
A step toward môniyaw-kiskinohamâtowin — a shared learning, a shared responsibility.
A sign that the world is finally beginning to understand what our Nations have always known:

Our cultures are not relics.
Our stories are not museum pieces.
Our ancestors do not belong behind glass.

Now these relatives will be unboxed, awakened, held again by Inuit hands, Cree hands, Dene hands — recognized, identified, re-rooted in the communities that birthed them.

They will teach the young ones.
They will strengthen the old ones.
They will stand as evidence that no matter how far our ways were scattered, they never stopped searching for home.

As National Chief Cindy Woodhouse Nepinak said,
“We’ve come a long way, and we have a long way to go.”

But this…
this is one of those moments when the circle draws a little closer,
when the ancestors lean in,
when the land exhales:

“Yes. This is the direction.
Keep going.”

mîkwêc.
Kanipawit Maskwa
Standing Bear Network





Tonight, êkwa —let the day fall away from you.Our old ones said that evening is when the world exhales,when the spirits ...
12/08/2025

Tonight, êkwa —
let the day fall away from you.

Our old ones said that evening is when the world exhales,
when the spirits of the land gather the loose pieces of our hearts
and help us put them back in order.

Whatever was heavy today,
set it down for a while.
Let the river carry it.
Let the trees hold it.
Let the quiet remind you that you are still here,
still breathing,
still walking toward your purpose.

Rest is not a pause.
Rest is ceremony.
Rest is how the spirit returns to itself.

So breathe gently tonight, relatives.
Be soft with what remains undone.
The ancestors walk with you into the dark
just as surely as they walk with you at dawn.

mîkwêc for another day.
Rest in a good way. 🌙✨

—Kanipawit Maskwa






12/07/2025

Our old ones said that morning is not a time…
it is a spirit.
A living doorway.
A chance to begin again in a good way.

Rise gently.
Breathe deeply.
And step with intention.
The world listens when we greet it with a quiet heart.

mîkwêc, relatives. 🌿✨

12/04/2025

Walk gently into the new day.
The land listens before anything else does.

êkosi - miyopimâtisiwin, relatives.

—Kanipawit Maskwa

12/03/2025

Walk softly.
The land is listening.
The ancestors are near.

mîkwêc, relatives.

Our old ones said:êkosi — walk gently,because every step carriesthe story of the ones who walked before us.If you are re...
12/01/2025

Our old ones said:
êkosi — walk gently,
because every step carries
the story of the ones who walked before us.

If you are reading this tonight…
May your heart be light,
your path be steady,
and your spirit remember
that you never walk alone.

mîkwêc for walking this good path with us.
— Standing Bear Network

11/29/2025

Our old ones said:
The land remembers your footsteps.
Walk in a good way, êkwa — the earth is listening.

11/28/2025

Our old ones said:
The way you walk in this world
is a prayer.
Every step carries the ones
who walked before you.

mîkwêc for walking with us
in a good way.

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