A beautiful story of courage by Lorna Dancey about a Canadian man whom she met through Jodi, an inspirational woman who offers family support through the Fort Saskatchewan Families First Society . He endured and suffered in silence for far too long and reached out for help....
Every winter, for as long as he could remember, Lawrence's dad, George, took him out to their trapline and cabin for ice fishing and to check the snares for rabbits. They went for four days, every few weeks, returning home with the harvest to feed...
She stepped out of her cabin with her favorite book of herbs and a cup of laboom tea in her hand. Her thirst for traditional knowledge started at an early age but excelled when she was 18 years old after meeting a herbalist. Since then,...
After a two and a half-hour drive from Canyon Creek to Calling Lake Alberta, he pulled up to the boat launch. He got out of his truck, stretched his body, realizing he was a bit early. He took advantage of the quiet moment and watched...
The smell of fresh bannock drifted into her room, gently waking her from her dreams. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and stretched her arms above her head, and smiled. This is the way she awoke every morning, and it was the best part...
He sat quietly for a moment, ensuring his heart and intentions were pure. He is mindful and centered, allowing himself to let go of what doesn't serve him. He took a deep breath in, letting it out as he struck his wooden match across the...
The coal oil lantern in Herb Anderson's cabin is lit just before 5:00 am. He is used to these dark and early winter mornings and puts on several flannel layers, wool pants, and boots before heading out for the workday. It was his first day...
The chilly morning air greeted him as he stepped out of his family's warm cabin. He didn't expect it to be so cold. And even though he was used to it, he was surprised. Winter had arrived. With his rifle slung over his back, he...
There was a hard knock on the door and they all looked at each other, dreading this moment. The government and the church had come to take the children and the families had no choice but to let them go. The First Nations and Metis were considered...
Mary sat down at her table and could hear the infectious laughter of her granddaughter enter the kitchen before she walked in. Her sweet little face looked up at her with a toothless grin as she sat down for a snack of warm bannock and blueberry...