Aurora , Star baby of Fairy Creek .I was puppy sitting for a friend on the weekend , when I shared with her I wasn’t able to go down to the nearby Lagoon … And I hadn’t been for a long time since the conception and death of the baby…. She felt that it would feel healing for me to get out for a walk in the wild wind in that morning , so I joined her Along the way , we ran into a land defender from Fairy Creek , I remembered her here from this day A day I’ll always remember at Caycuse , the Day they brought Death to the Trees and to Life So here , on the quiet streets of Metchosen I run into Maryiko , a teacher , The woman , who was calmly sitting by the fire before the ones in uniform arrested her. This is a little piece of paradise where she brought us. this is a breeding ground for seals and a birthing place lagoon This land I arrived at today so sweet and sacred This is the lagoon where I conceived Aurora on the wild edges with the scent of sweet roses budding It was my greatest wish , nearly into my 44th year I wanted to bring this daughter into the world So with A partner ,whose eyes I had seen before in a dream that held the same eyes of the spirit daughter, we came together to bring I. This star being from our love. We lay down our temple tent amongst a bed of these freshly budding wild roses… and the slightly toxic and invasive Daphne Moments after what I knew to be a conception feeling the universe moving through me and the cosmic star portal pouring thru I surrendered in complete bliss and deepest gratitude… Until I heard the sirens started going off laying in forest while the edges of town , but the sound of a siren coming closer and closer this little star being liked spicy hot food I would get cravings for pizza with a side of hot sauce and want to almost drink the sauce and it was especially good with honey She was sweet and spicy She was Aurora Roaring being. Fire cracker . Due to be born on the fire festival holiday in of imbolc, in year of the Tiger . ………………………. There was a war going down in the woods A war on the old growth There was a call out for as many forest protectors as possible The matriarchs were all coming with their drums We need to stand and protect the vulnerable The ones who cannot speak We must stand up for justice So Aurora and I went We walked the line we sang the woman warrior song as we walked the mountain Led by matriarchs of this Land we were there all day We walked past the rope we sat down in that space in between and listen to stories from grandma Losa They brought more of their people and eventually one by one started to take them away I spotted the one the one who had pulled the hair of an indigenous woman I pointed him out I yelled I screamed I escalated My heartbeat was outside of my body And so was hers I was told to D escalate I was helped by a woman who gave me nettle tea I was asked to stay the night to protect the indigenous Until I shared with Frankie I was with child And I was released from duty to go and care for myself and her But it was too late That week I had an ultrasound and we couldn’t find her heartbeat The results said she was kept growing so I carried her for weeks morw as I taught children summer camp telling them the stories of the trees being taken down Then one day I started to bleed I could feel her coming I could feel her birth At the side of the car parked along a ditch in the outskirts of the city spent three hours between pain and pleasure feeling like at the edge of the world between death and life I could hear baby rats squealing and squeaking from inside the ditch decide the car I wondered if they were being born at the same time in that moment calling fourth life as death was happening I roared I cried I sobbed I broke Three days later we went to bury her Close to the oceans edge we had a ceremony and spoke to her ancestors and gave thanks
Walking out , with blood on my hands, I recognized a woman , the same woman at fairy Creek who said “de-escalate” And had caught me as I nearly fainted I felt guilty like we were hiding something and told her why we were there and thanked her for her help in that moment , But that death had come that day we lost the battle at Caycuse Oh child of the Fire And of Fairy Creek thank you for your fight thank you for your siren your justice scream your strength and the courage You will never be forgotten You will always be remembered even in the way that the “Aurora Alley “ popped up outside River Camp I believe your spirit was so close and is still close may you find sweet refuge Back in this lagoon where you were created. Our children , are like the seedlings of the forest Our women , the trees , and The earth How do we care for Life and for Death ? |
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