Not sure how long I've been attending Hobiyee, but I remember I was craving a cultural fix maybe five -ish years ago? I was extremely grateful a friend had told me about this traditional New Years celebration that the Northern nations hosted in Vancouver. My first year I went I was so moved, wow. I remember having this big lump in my throat watching so many brown beings beaming through culture.
I mean, don't get me wrong, we have it here too & it's just as beautiFUL. I think I was just craving new, something in me was ready to explore other cultures, to hear songs I'd never heard before and to see dances I'd never seen.
To crave something you've never seen or heard before,
was almost like Hobiyee called me.
Ok so after my long ramble how I need new, of course I plan my whole schedule around Ahousat performance.
I love my home & my people and it doesn't matter how many times I've heard or seen the songs & dances from home,
I'll always be drawn to them.
Though this image of these two isn't focussed, I still love it.
It amazes to think about what they've survived,
what they lost,
what they've hung onto.
So grateful for them, even though they've lived
away from home most of their lives
they've somehow kept the
& our ways
alive while living in cities.
I couldn't ever imagine living away from home lands & what that must feel like
but I can't help but think about the Friendship Centers that
hold those home spaces,
filled with community,
healing and culture.
It was Ahousat's second year at Hobiyee and I was so happy to see the group grow.
Wow, that takes commitment and leadership!
Of course I"m always drawn to the circle, thankfully most Ahousat's still remember me enough to know that I am one of them.
Therefore to middle I went confidently!
No time for language lessons with these two, though I'd love to ask them about our own version of Hobiyee!
To be born into this.
Knowing this is exactly where you've always been and belong.
Not everyone knows this.
To the north!
Githayetsk , if you've not heard of them, they are one of the most powerful, inspiring Indigenous story tellers!
Miquel Dangeli, is a poweRHER house living & breathing, language full time!
I'm always drawn to the teachers, learners & those living our Indigenous languages.
it doesn't matter how many times I've seen them, it never gets old.
Wal_aks, I've yet to hang out with him outside of instagram
he's on my must hang out with list.
I love his story telling as well, they way he explains Hobiyee,
I could listen to over and over.
He always remind me of an elder or old soul.
Those stories and traditions will fuel the unborn.
To watch this father & son always make me wonder...
Do they know exactly how blessed & rich they are?
What some son's would give to have this.
I know, they know though.
Then there's the Kwakwakawakw !
Their songs have an energy all their own.
I've had the honour of sharing sacred spaces with a few Kwakwakawakw lately.
Hearing parts of their stories.
Have given me so much hope
for those still awaiting their
new lives that are really
just their old lives
calling them back
So maybe we all come to Hobiyee
retell the same stories
That our ancestors have told since the very beginning.
Our lives will always
So we'll never end.
They'll always be new stories
I tried to video record this song with my camera.
It was an epic fail
My camera was too heavy
My arms were too weak.
Plus I couldn't keep still long enough.
My body wanted to dance
My voice wanted to sing.
I've only replayed this
about 100 times.
So, Thank you Hobiyee for refuelling my spirit.
For reminding us to continue