Today marks my completion of another trip around the sun—also known as my birthday (+ my mama’s birth date!)
And while I typically welcome the celebration of my birth with open arms (my sun is in Leo, what can I say? *wink*), I’m looking at this milestone with different eyes this year.
I feel more aware of my age—not just in noticing deeper wrinkles on my forehead and more strands of silvery grey hair popping out of my crown, but in my gratitude for being alive, deep awareness of the privilege I was born into, and my desire to be a force for something good in this world.
With a lot of fearful and angry energy swirling around in the greater collective this past year, it’s become important for me to reconnect to what lights my inner fire and gets me energized to do something instead of sitting back scrolling through my newsfeed feeling helpless and frustrated. Two of these things I am deeply passionate about are the preservation of the world’s remaining indigenous cultures and honoring and healing our mama—this planet we call Earth.
So today, as the summer sun shines high and bright on us in the northern hemisphere, I would like to use some of that celebratory, solar energy to share a cause with you that could use all of our support.
The Winnemem Wintu Salmon Restoration Project
Just 250 miles north of where I live—along the lower McCloud River, are the ancestral lands of the Winnemem Wintu people.
These people live in relationship with the salmon. They believe that when Creator put them on this Earth, they had no voice. Their salmon relatives saw they needed help and gave them their voice. In return, the Winnemem Wintu people promised to always speak for them.
In the 1940s, the installation of the Shasta Dam flooded the Winnemem Wintu people out of their homelands and their salmon relatives were blocked from returning to their spawning grounds. That, combined with the effects of climate change, industrial farming, and habitat destruction are pushing salmon towards extinction.
The Winnemem Wintu people have an ancient prophecy that when there are no more salmon, their people will go with them.
In the late 1800s, salmon eggs were taken from the McCloud River to populate rivers in other parts of the world. It is because of this that the Winnemem Wintu people found out in 2004 that the eggs that had been taken to New Zealand had survived in their glacier-fed waters and were thriving healthily.
Now, the Winnemem Wintu are on a mission to bring home the genetic descendants of their wild chinook salmon from New Zealand. They are raising $85,000 to work with biologists and bring their tribal youth to New Zealand to bring their salmon home.
I invite you to join me in helping these people revitalize their culture by contributing whatever you can to help them meet their goal.
Learn more and donate here: https://www.gofundme.com/salmonwillrun
From the bottom of my ever-opening, fiercely loving heart,
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