Belonging Was Always Waiting for Me: How a Conference Showed Me the Way Home
At "e" we strive to create events and conferences that make people feel something - guests, clients, vendors and even our team. In honour of National Indigenous Peoples Day [a dedicated time to recognize the rich cultures, histories, and contributions of First Nations, Inuit, and Métis], our Experience Coordinator Jordyn wrote a blog about her journey to finding a sense of belonging and community, and the profound effect that the International Indigenous Tourism Conference in Edmonton had on her.
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For a long time, National Indigenous Peoples Day felt like a celebration I admired from the sidelines.
I grew up in the suburbs with what many would describe as a "white picket fence" childhood. My Indigenous heritage was part of my story, but not always part of my everyday life. Oftentimes, no one knew unless I explicitly stated, and not everyone was kind when I did. Additionally, the harder chapters of my family's history weren't often discussed. As a result, my connection to my Métis identity felt distant at times, like something I knew existed but didn't fully know how to hold.
I've since learned that this experience isn't uncommon. Many Indigenous people navigate complicated paths back to culture and community, especially when previous generations did what they needed to do to survive. There isn't one way to be Indigenous, and there isn't a checklist for belonging.
This year, everything shifted for me.
Working on the International Indigenous Tourism Conference (IITC) in my hometown of Edmonton became a gift I didn't know I needed. It offered me the opportunity to experience Indigenous culture not as an observer, but as a participant.
It started with a simple question: "Can I wear my sash on site?" The answer came back immediately: "Please, we want you to."
In that moment, I felt something I hadn't expected: permission to take up space exactly as I am. Not because I had earned it through fluency in language or a particular upbringing, but because this identity has always been mine. I found joy in choosing my first pair of Indigenous-made earrings, wearing my sash with pride, and embracing the visible expressions of my Métis heritage.
The conference itself was extraordinary. I had never witnessed Indigenous excellence celebrated on such a grand scale. An entire conference centre filled with world-class speakers, artists, entrepreneurs, Elders, knowledge keepers, and leaders. The creativity, innovation, wisdom, and resilience on display were breathtaking.
It reminded me that Indigenous culture is not something confined to history books or small corners of community halls. It is vibrant, evolving, influential, and worthy of every spotlight.
Two moments from the week will stay with me forever.
The first was leading the Grand Entry procession. Standing at the front with my sash draped across my shoulders, I realized I wasn't simply an event professional guiding attendees through a program. I was a Métis woman welcoming people into a celebration of our stories, our achievements, and our future.
The second came during the awards gala as Tia Wood performed a song so raw and heartfelt that I found myself wiping away tears behind the tech table. Looking around the room, I saw pride. I saw joy. I saw people being elevated, celebrated, and embraced for exactly who they are.
I realized then that belonging isn't something we have to prove. Belonging is a homecoming. It waits patiently, without conditions, for the moment you're ready to step through the door.
This National Indigenous Peoples Day, my message is for anyone who has ever felt disconnected from their own culture or unsure of where they fit. There is no perfect way to reclaim identity. You don't have to know everything. You don't have to have grown up immersed in ceremony or language. You are allowed to learn. You are allowed to ask questions. You are allowed to come home in your own time.
For me, this year was about embracing that truth.
I am Métis. I am proud of who I am, where I come from, and the path that led me here.

















