Buffalo Medicine - Truth and Reconciliation 

Asha Frost - Wednesday, February 17, 2016


A few weeks ago, my cousin invited me to the ballet. As children, we were both ballet dancers and spent our childhood creating dances for everyone to watch (whether they wanted to or not). When she invited me, she told me that the ballet was a story about the residential schools and the movement towards truth and reconciliation. I took a breath. I paused…I knew that this evening would be deeply healing for both of us.

Walking into the theatre was one of the most moving experiences of my life. All of these beautiful First Nations people with all of these beautiful non-indigenous people, all gathered here together, to experience the truth. We all sat in the remembering and in the desire to forget.

As soon as the Elders spoke the prayers, as soon as the drums began to beat and the voices began to sound, I began to sob. My cousin reached over to hold my hand and our spirits remembered.

You see, I did not experience the residential schools first hand, but my ancestors did, my grandparents did. The result of that trauma and abuse has been that many of my generation does not speak the language. We have disconnected from our original medicines. We have forgotten who we are, incredible sacred beings, one with the beauty of the earth.

That trauma has been passed down through our DNA, through our blood, through the memory of our cells. The tears that flowed so freely out of my eyes were evidence of that. We remember. We remember.

It was so healing. And there was so much hope. In one of the opening speeches the word prosperity was used. For me, this refers to the knowing that as First Nations people, no matter what we have been through, our trauma can be healed and we will come to remember our worthiness, our medicines, our light.

After this experience, I realized that I have never felt fully safe in sharing my deepest dreams. For many years, I have wanted to work in First Nation communities to share in the healing, to learn, to grow, to remember.

Yet, my path has placed me here, working with beautiful non-Native souls. My work is deeply nourishing to my heart and soul. I am so grateful to be where I am and I realize that perhaps the best work of my soul is done here. It might not be the “correct” way for everyone. It might not be with the people that I had envisioned. But it is my way. And in every prayer that I speak, in every Ojibway word that I share, I feel my ancestors behind me whispering to keep going.

For my dream is for healing for my people. Every single time I share my medicine, this is my dream. When I beat my drum made of Buffalo skin, it reminds me of my worthiness and deep connection to the Earth Mother. It reminds us that we are all one.

I shall continue to listen to where spirit guides me, I shall continue to pray that the work I am doing extends far beyond the physical world. I created this Buffalo Medicine journey for those who I serve and those who I hope to serve one day. May we all dance in prosperity of love, joy, healing and peace once again.

Chi Miigwetch,

Asha xo

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