Indigenous Folx 

I have no direct exposure in a sense, excluding the personal and the academic.

When I speak of Indigenous and original peoples, my study is not limited to Native America. It is geopolitical and global. It spans original peoples across Canada, Mexico, South America, Africa, India, Asia, Japan, and the Middle East. It is the story of who was there before, their survival through tribulation, their transition into contemporary culture, and how it intersects deeply with gender, marriage, and matriarchy.

In fifth grade, I learned about Manifest Destiny, and then spent three years in a row learning about how they manifested that bitch.

I took American history three times at three different schools during those years, twice in Idaho charter schools and once at the number two school in the number two state for education, West Virginia, baby. Then I had it a fourth time in high school. In college, I chose to take courses that centered on the cultures of all those peoples I mentioned across recorded time.

I think certificates are stupid, but I am proud of this one: I hold a certificate in Antiracism, Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion (ADEI), where I studied antiracism, gender studies, and cultural studies of Indigenous contemporary and historical realities. Black folx, Indigenous folx, people of the global majority, those in Mexico, the original peoples, and the Spanish conquest. I am a clinician at heart; this was incredibly intentional. I graduated high school in 3 years with a GEM certificate. I went and did a 3 year master's degree. I spent 3 years doinking around in subdisciplines.

I know my voice isn't one that should take charge, and I want that known. I am not the voice for how we should heal.

I accept that, and I want others to know that we can ask. There are people who know, and they were here before us. I don't think they won't give us a voice, and I don't want to take a back seat. My body is not able, but hopefully my words are able.

The land has not healed. We have to own land to live, and that feels wrong.

This land isn't just taken, it's colonized, raped, and mutilated. Rape is the only word with the actual physical weight for what was done to this continent. What the fuck do you mean BLM lands? How can we have public lands at all when they took away public crops. We work for wage?

It's not enough to give the land back.

I feel that a people has been wronged, and the land I use is tainted by my use.

The glimpses I've had of the land that still is, holy shit. It's so... magical. Have you walked in the Kuna buttes or the BLM lands out by Swan Falls. The land has a quality to it when you stand on it. Walking through brush holding a gun seeking my quarry. Woah.

I have the means to leave and I hardly experience the system that is, but people need help here, and by being here I become known here, and by being known; my views are known. Not only my views, but I think truly that we know people through each other.

I have witnessed my father through his relationships with everyone in my life, and my mother as well, and my grandmother, grandfather, uncle, my father's friends, my mother's first love, and the list goes on. WE are not people in and of ourselves, but through each other.

Topics:

• Anti-Racist Theory (exposing state violence, redlining, displacement, and assimilation pressures)

• Embodiment & Feminist Theory (reclaiming physical touch, somatic memory, and bodily autonomy outside rigid gender policing)

• Human Development (understanding how childhood environments, border crossings, and cultural shifts shape nervous system adaptation)

• Social Model of Disability (framing unaccommodating cultural and legal systems as the source of harm rather than individual defect)

• Case Management and System Navigation/Advocacy (providing real-world backing for legal status, institutional friction, and material survival)

• Boundaries & Being in Relationship (rebuilding authentic relational safety across cultural divides and family expectations)