The last few days have been tough. There is a heaviness everywhere AND it was a full moon.

On one hand I could be disappointed in myself that I, yet again missed a few posts. I know I made a commitment to myself, however I also couldn’t force how some things might go and then further acknowledge the fact that sometimes there’s just nothing to say.

That’s how I felt these past few days…

Friday a huge police presence descended upon Ottawa and started moving people and blocking off streets. Horses were brought in and trampled people. There were snipers on rooftops. Every officer was dressed in full tactical gear, many even wearing helmets, eye protection or gas masks and ear protection. It was unbelievable to see. It wasn’t a good day.

Saturday was worse. I saw police use some type of gas on people as they pushed the crowd together. Trucks were towed away and the streets cleared. I saw one reporter get hit with something that was painful and felt like it was boring her skin. Police held their line all the while peaceful protestors continued to gather, sing O Canada, yell FREEDOM, and recite the oath that police officers took to them.

By Sunday morning there was very little left however police had now blocked many streets off and even people that live downtown Ottawa had difficulty leaving their buildings to take their dog for a walk and come back.

Police have not upheld their oaths and are now violating their oaths as well as our Charter of Rights.

It’s been a sad few days. I needed some time to think. There are no clear answers other than it is extremely important to not let fear paralyze me.

At any given moment you have the power to say: this is not how the story is going to end.

~ Christine Mason Miller