Magical. Heart-wrenching. Soft. Brutal. Sacred. Revolutionary.
What does it mean to be an Indigenous mother? I don’t know of any word or collection of words that will ever encompass what it feels like to mother Indigenous children in a world hell-bent on erasing the Indigenous.
At least no word(s) in the English language that I know of.
How do you describe something other-worldly using this world’s language, anyway?