Stepping Into Leadership

The best and hardest thing I’ve ever done was step into a leadership role I was not ready for.

But I did it…. Honestly I thought “how hard could this be?”



There are no words that can describe this journey I’ve been on.

Witnessing the ‘reconciliation’ of the war within me.

Understanding that I am worthy as a young female and a female of a Metis family nonetheless.

Learning to stand up for myself, learning to stand in my power, learning to love myself, learning to believe in myself.

And I don’t normally use gender or culture or even disability (cause it does apply) as an excuse… and I’m not.

But it does lead me to these experiences that I’m having along the way.

There’s no doubt that if I wasn’t female I wouldn’t be treated this way.

There’s no doubt that if I wasn’t from a Metis background I wouldn’t be walking through this particular healing journey right now.

And there’s no doubt that I have been judged and discriminated against because I am uniquely me- which politely means different.

I’ve also been discriminated against by my age…

But this very personal journey I’m on would not have gone the way it did if I would not have taken a big risk and stepped up for myself.

If you’re curious the role I’m talking about is the chairperson of the Bresaylor Museum … but that’s kinda irrelevant to the story lol

The lessons I learned from being a leader – stepping up into my personal leadership power
(Not ego power- spiritual power) are second to none.

Have I fumbled and stumbled along the way- of course (I had no idea what I was doing lol)

But I took the opportunity by the reins and found that place inside of me that was the sensitive, visionary, compassionate leader (although it helps we are all very visionary n we just get stuff done!)

The other leadership roll I stepped into along side that journey was the roll of momma-hood.

This one proves just as challenging, but equally rewarding.

When I left the horse pasture today, I left with a huge gratitude in my heart for every one of those beings. And I told them so.

I would not have done that before.

Because teaching children you have to (or it feels like you have to) exaggerate everything so they can really understand it.

N even though I would have felt thankful for the horses presence before I suppose I always took it for granted. Today I made sure they knew.

I also was extra thankful that these beings have stood with me through thick and thin. This last piece of the story has been the hardest lesson to learn. But it’s shifting.

I feel differently. The herd feels differently when im out there. I feel the next level of our journey together. And as I write this I’m envisioning the next chapters of life writing themselves in the stars.