Within the pages of a borrowed book, picked up some weeks back when the sugary leaves were still clinging on, I read that in the language of nsqilxʷcen (nsyilxcən) spoken by the Syilx (also known as Okanagan) people of Canada, the same root syllable is used when referring to both land and body.
Wow--I was reading your beautiful post this morning, thinking about romance with the land--something that I often think we don't honor enough--only to find my own words staring back at me in the end of your post! Thank you so much for reading and sharing, it means so much! 💜
Always in your words so much resilience, resistance, and respect (for those like yourself, who care and pay attention to the world). Always moved by these newsletters, Ella. Thank you.
I loved everything about this post, Ella. Indigenous people know that the land is tied to their history, their knowledge, their art, their collective identity -- that's why they'd rather fight or die than leave. They would never burn orchards, pour concrete into water wells or uproot century-old olive trees, because they understand the sacredness of home.
Wow--I was reading your beautiful post this morning, thinking about romance with the land--something that I often think we don't honor enough--only to find my own words staring back at me in the end of your post! Thank you so much for reading and sharing, it means so much! 💜
Always in your words so much resilience, resistance, and respect (for those like yourself, who care and pay attention to the world). Always moved by these newsletters, Ella. Thank you.
I loved everything about this post, Ella. Indigenous people know that the land is tied to their history, their knowledge, their art, their collective identity -- that's why they'd rather fight or die than leave. They would never burn orchards, pour concrete into water wells or uproot century-old olive trees, because they understand the sacredness of home.