“Indigenous (is) the sense that I know where I come from and who I am descended from and where my landmarks and places of belonging are and that … is openly shared for the benefit of the collective.”

Ruth Herd (rooth herd)

community health advocate

IMAGE SOURCE: Denise Wilson. “Dr. Ruth Herd Te Ātiawa Ki Taranaki, Ngāti Mutunga.” 100maorileaders.com. | TEXT SOURCE: “Mana Whenua – Indigenous Research And Belonging.” Blog post. indigenousknowledgenetwork.net. 30 Jul. 2015. — IMAGE SOURCE: Denise Wilson. “Dr. Ruth Herd Te Ātiawa Ki Taranaki, Ngāti Mutunga.” 100maorileaders.com. | TEXT SOURCE: “Mana Whenua – Indigenous Research And Belonging.” Blog post. indigenousknowledgenetwork.net. 30 Jul. 2015.

QUOTE CONTEXT: “Knowledge belongs to the collective and this includes whakapapa that Russel Bishop states “is not to be collected and maintained for oneself, but is collectively owned for the benefit of the whole group. Whakapapa is a rediscovery of identity and of one’s place in the world, Whakapapa is fundamental to a Māori world view.”

QUOTE QUESTION: How can you know what indigenous knowledge must shared for the benefit of the collective?

IMAGE CONTEXT: “Hold fast to the wisdom of your ancestors. The above whakataukī speaks truth to the essence of mātauranga and tikanga that informs, motivates and drives Ruth Herd in her endeavours to improve problem gambling for Māori.”

IMAGE QUESTION: What brings your confidence front and center?

MEDIA LITERACY CONTEXT: The quote is from a blog post. The photo is from a website.

MEDIA LITERACY QUESTION: What new media forms help to share your People’s wisdom?

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“Indigenous (is) the sense that I know where I come from and who I am descended from and where my landmarks and places of belonging are and that … is openly shared for the benefit of the collective.”

Ruth Herd (rooth herd)

We are massaging the ricked back of the land with our sore but ever-loving feet: hell, she loves it! Squirming, the land wiggles in delight. We love her.

“The Hongi (pressing noses) is something we do when we greet someone…The sharing of the breath connects our Mauri (life force). We are no longer separate. We are one!”