im really at loss of words at times, and my heart aches. I thought I had experienced poverty in my practice when I was in NYC and Detroit, but nothing really prepared me for Native poverty in rural America.
It isn't abject poverty, like I have no food and water, but poverty of the self if that makes sense. Their identify, sense of worth has been completely decimated. And with that leads to a whole host of issues, social, and of course economic.
The first shift I had their recently i really took it hard. It makes me choke up every time I think about it. The spirit of humans ought to be celebrated and preserved, by every means necessary. Instead we have completely destroyed it, and completely erradicated a people. It enrages me
