A Special Night

Hail Brave Hearts

The star is on high, the miraculous birth is close by. Wander in darkness to seek thelight, come to the manger, to view this special joy. Not just a child, not just a boy, but a birth of great wonder, a birth of great joy. Here is the Christ Child a baby so calm, a child so special, of prophecy so rare. Here is the great one, the one who will change us, save us, give us our peace. Here is the baby, oh Jesus is born. Here is the child, Oh baby Jesus, born on this wonderful night.

Happy are we, to share in the moment, to learn the philosophy, the religion he brings us. Heralded by angels, whose songs from the heavens, sing out in praises, Jesus is born. Jesus is born! Jesus is born! sing praises and halelulia, Jesus is born.

The night grows quiet as the baby slumbers. Wise men travelling great distances arrive. Show us the baby, the magnificent child. Here are our gifts of fine treasures to offer this king.Now in Bethlehem a child is born, a magnificent story will now unfold.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

December 24, 2018

The Time is Near

Hail Brave Hearts

Tis the season for joy and merriment.  Tis the season of love and goodwill.  Tis the season for kindness and hope, peace on  Earth.  Joy to all of you, during  this blessed Christmas time.

Soon the journey begins, long and tiresome, weary and weighty.  A child must be born.  Take us to shelter, to a hospital or an inn.  Take us to a safe place, a place where this life can begin.  Take us to a warm place, a secure place, a restful place.  Take us to the inn, where we can finally relax and end this weary journey.  But no, not an inn, just a stable, that is all that there is left for you.

So in this lowly stable, where quiet animals lay, comes the gift that the world is waiting for, on this blessed Christmas day.  A  joy heralded by trumpets, by angels song from on high, by gifts of riches from the Maji, follow the star.  Follow the star, from wherever you are, it will lead you to the destiny.  A destiny of wonder, of peace on Earth and love.  Follow the star to the holy place, to life of joy and peace. To the fulfillment of a prophecy where love will never cease.

Joy to you, almighty human, for this magnificent birth. For now the hours of darkness, will change to peace on Earth.  For Gods good will is with us, on these holy days. Throughout the year send praises and this lord will guide your way.  Through scriptures and prophecy and an ever changing world, this light still shines among us, prevailing in compassion and good will.

This child is born in a stable, a low and meager place.  Free us from oppression, oh great king of kings.  Free us from slavery.  Anyone can come from here, to the greatness of the almighty ones, if they strive and work and persevere, just like you, oh gracious child.  Just like you, to work so hard, to overcome that birth, to bring the message of this God, goodwill to all, Peace on Earth.

The animals lay quietly, they too have a place, in this great scheme of wonder, Gods eternal place.  All of creation are cared for, with a place for each of them.  This is the land of the Almighty, this great planet Earth.

Peace to you at Christmas time, peace throughout the year.  Bring an end to hardship, celebrate your gifts with good cheer.

The hour is upon us, soon the star will shine.  Light your life forever, darkness dims behind.

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes

December 18, 2018

For All of Us

Hail Brave Hearts

The winter is upon us, glistening.  White snow falls softly, with blessings.  Good cheer awaits those joyful hearts, as the spirit moves us in generous ways.  A joyful time.

The quiet of wintertime soothes our souls.  The merriment of song fills the world.  Hopeful and happy, like squirrels gathering nuts, we hurry and scurry to gather our collections.  Hoarding our gifts to bring delight to those most dear to us, oh Holy Night.  Soon will be a gift of finery so rare, song and praises, fill the air.  Copy the moment, all of the delight, majesty, wonder, goodwill to us all.

Hopeful are we, of an expectation already granted, enchanting, adoring, love.

We decorate and adorn ourselves, to express the riches of earthly gratitude and acceptance.   The skies are sparkling with brightness and fill the world with glittering light.  Wish upon these wondrous stars, the heavens bring glory to us.

Soon, in the quiet moments of the night, will a life of great joy, enter our world.  Inspiration, love, happiness and cheer. Soon the gift of great joy fill our world with love.  A child.  A baby.  Born of the delight of a prophecy, which will fill the world with a special guidance, a special leadership, a special light to guide the footsteps of the devoted.

Follow this light, for this leadership is for us all.

Animals, softly speaking, reminding us, this is for all life.  All of the Earths creatures are adored and witness this special life.   Why such a lowly birth?  Surrounded by beasts who witness this life, humanity touches all of them.  Humanely treat these affectionate creatures, they too are part of the glorious host, invited to share as witnesses.

Not just angels, not just maji, not just shepherds and humans, but sheep, camels, donkeys and cows.  The Earth has so many creatures to care about.  They celebrate with us, oh mighty human, they belong to us, for us to care for all throughout our lives.  This is the message as well.  Be kind.

Love each other all of your lives.

The animals were invited as well.  This is not an accident that the birth is so lowly, but divine intervention to show us the way.  How to treat the eternal wonder of the world.  The heavenly hosts sing in praises, the Earthly creatures welcome with gladness.  Song and joy fill the air. Humanity for us all.   All of creation is important and must be protected.  All welcome to this glorious birth.  All are welcome to the joy and gladness, to share in the celebration of a gift of life to all life forms.  Precious and compassionate, humane and loving, all of the Earth sing with joy.

Joy to this Earth, to the great planet of creation.  Joy to the creatures who dwell upon it.  This is the holy time of sharing and caring.  This is the time of prayer and blessings.  Sing joyously all of you people.  A wonderful event is nearly here.  Dress up your fine table, pull out Christmas cheer, with delicacies reserved only for this time of year.  This is the coveted event that we wait for, to celebrate our Earthly delights gifted to us from the most high.

Joy to you, during this great holiday season.  Joy to you, all of your life.

Written by Dr.  Louise Hayes

November 23, 2018

Peace be with you

Hail Brave hearts

We stand on guard for thee.

Those words ring true at this hour, the 11th month, the 11th day, the 11 hour.  Truce, amnesty, no  more  war.  Relief, relax, go home.   Home, to where the heart is.  Home, to safety, security, loved ones.  Home to your peace.  You fought the great fight, for this great land.  It still belongs to us.  To us in democracy.  To build, to repair, live in the freedoms that we believe in.  To choose  a path for ourselves that we believe is right.  To hold onto the dreams of our own destiny.

This is the fight that we fight for.  This is the brotherhood that we share.  These are the laws that we live by.  Peace to you and to yours.

Wars cause great sacrifice, madness and despair.  Worlds of devastation, at enormous loss to repair.  The people, the buildings, the environment, the Earth.  All of this perishes from battles, sometimes beyond repair.  The scope and the magnitude of tragedy and loss, from something so evil it brings us nothing but pain.  Pain for our lives lost to suffering so severe, pain to the planet as it strives to repair itself.  Build it all up, tear it all down, tear it all down, build it all up.  Battle upon battle, upon battle, upon battle some more.  More to live for, more to fight for, more to loose lives for.  War upon war upon war.

 

 

Is the end in sight, for this great human race, who brags about brilliance and exceeding all others?  A creation so strong, they reinvent themselves and conquer the mysteries of the great planet and the universe.  Is there a time for peace in this planetary war, of fighting for space in a such  a small, finite place?  With all of the hardships that war brings to us, the costs are exorbitant.  Costly in human lives and costly in planetary life.  All of this, just for us.

Radioactive soils, radioactive air.  Pollution from bombing, so much so, that the day turns to night.  Fires, smoke, gasses, destruction.  All of our efforts to live, pass with these massive efforts of death.  Destroy it all!  Ruin the world.  Human death, human sacrifice and kill all of the surroundings.  No more farming, no more forest, the water is undrinkable, the air is too difficult to breathe.  The mounting sacrifice of human despair.  The planetary costs as well are sometimes beyond repair.  The expectation is too high, that the world will heal itself.  Maybe.  Not all wounds heal.  Some fester, some swell, some are infected and some kill.  To assume that the war, will end without catastrophe, is naive,at best.  War is catastrophe.  All of our efforts to be human and humane, could perish with a war, if the planet doesn’t regain itself.

Peace to you, on this day of remembering.  Put the dark side away, light the torch of light.  Walk a lawful path.  Live well oh brave hearts.  Life is calling you.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

November 11, 2018

The Mystery Planet

The Mystery Planet

Hail Bravehearts

Come into the new.  The day is dawning and it’s rescuing you.  The plan is made, the adventure unfolds, life is fleeting, grab a hold.  Your plan is made, start your day, get out from your covers and you’re on your way.  This is the world that’s made for you, come and enjoy it, it will surprise you.

A grand notion is planet earth, life giving force of the universe.  It’ s awesome and fantastic, with splendor of it’s own, magnificent in creation a world of the unknown.  Unknown to you.

Rise sleepy head, each day is passing, the great planet awaits you, in it’s awesome fashion.  This is the mighty life giving orb, a speck in the universe of the great devoid.  Lush with splendor, life and light, color and darkness, day and night.  The spell of the Gods of magic,mystery and myth, of creation so awesome it’s mind blowing stuff.  Focus on reality, stay in the game.  Don’t let this life pass you, you must make a change.  For this fabulous planet is the world of the Gods!  A creation so mighty, it’s grandeur, it’s splendor, it’s inexplicable power.  Rush to enjoy it’s magnificent gifts.  Live your life fully, this is bliss!  It’s wonder, it’s sensational, this great planet Earth.  Care for it dearly, cherish it’s life.  It gives so relentlessly, merely survival won’t suffice.

You must take it seriously, this is your life.  You must take a stand to protect this planet of wonder and life.  You must be with us, you must join this cause, to protect the planet at all costs.

Come adventure with us and enjoy our days,filled with hiking and mountain climbs and breathtaking scenery.  Come to the wilderness, into your past, to a life where the gods send messages of beauty and fitness.  Come healthy ones, and those in need of rejuvenation, the Earth spell wonders of Gods creations.  Praises and thank you’s for life giving forces, of nutrient and remedies, of restfulness, peacefulness, song and sound.  Stand in the wild meadows and breath in the air, the smell of the Almighty is all around.  Herbal florals, weeds and bushes, the ointments, the concoctions, the remedies, of holistic fame, come from the wild lands, some bear these names.  The magic is tantalizing, luring us in, come to the majesty that the Earth soaks us in.

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The power of these remedies, some so rare, gives us a chance to explore this fabulous planet we share.  And share it we must, pursue it with glee, for the spell of the mystery of this life is fleeting.  Born to this world with aptitudes needed, focus your mind on the pursuits that you’re given.  A fine mind, properly focused, will bring you the life in the world that you need.  Concentrate your mind, learn your lessons well, the allure of the planet will cast it’s spell.  Adventure and wisdom, intellect and more, focus your aptitude, define your goal.  This is your life, live it well, let the great planet cast it’s earthly spell.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

September 14, 2018

 

How High

How High

Hail Brave hearts

It’s simple and rich, it’s awesome and real, it’s clever and daring, it’s nurturing and caring.  It gives support, it grows, it gives hope and it shows, it’s smiles and touches, it’s tangible and connected.  Life support and life lines, nets to throw and catch people in.  Ties that bind, reasons to hold, keep us safe, safe in the fold.  Small and tiny, it’s hard to decide, which will flourish and which will subside.  The strong, the clever, the mighty, the great, all might fall, with a twist of fate.  Raise them all, whatever they be, for in this world, there’s make believe.

Believe you are strong with good intentions, climb your mountains, claim your spot.  All of us strive to reach the top.  Move those mountains, part the seas, plan to work, this is not a breeze.  Follow the path of dreams and rainbows, color your world with minds and planning.  Go on your quest to fortune and fame, follow your intentions, pursue and plan.  Soon your team will be tested for it’s skill, this is your life, live it well.  Be it fast, or be is slow, this is your only chance to shine, let it show.  One fabulous lifetime, then it’s gone.

Draw them close, they are so dear, the lucky companions who you chose to be near.  Similar aptitudes, skills and focus, intent on a lifetime of quests, bucket lists, socializing and more.  More fun, for those who chose to find the time it takes to fill those goals, skill building, training, research and planning, all those things come with patience, practice, knowledge and care.

Litter your world with photos of dreams, plan your outcome, make your scheme.  Nothing comes of wishful thinking, active participation will draw you out.  Be the best that you can be, nothing short of this, so you will be pleased.  Strive for those heights, those sought after goals, there’s still time to pursue this, and soon it shows. Determination, set your mind, choose the pathway, start to climb, relentless uphill, planning and striving, the tireless movement to gain a chance.

This is your life, the one and only, focus your aptitude, follow it closely.  You will be what you will, but the best possible you, will come from your skill.  Build your life, build your team, focus your mind, follow your dreams.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

August 1, 2018

Here Comes the Morning Light

Here Comes the Morning Light

Back to our roots, way into the past, a cabin in the woods, is the home all of us would seek.  A special place, small and cozy, wood burning stoves and privacy.  A retreat.  To live out on the land, to harvest crops, to drink from the river, to splash in the pool, counting the geese as they fly overhead, listening to the songs of the nesting birds.  Sharing the planet with nature.

The bright stars twinkle, the moon comes out, the flood of moonlight fills the path.  A heavenly band of celestial white, winds it’s way across the night.  Warm and gentle, the night breezes pass, bringing with them the scent of  fragrant lilac blossoms, close by.  Earth and night, warmth and fragrance, the delicate soothing quiet.  The songs of night are different to hear, the chirping chorus of frogs, toads and crickets.  Songs of the swamp, the marsh, the pond, all in their own beat and tune, all an orchestra of night song.

Oh sleepy dreams of castaways, aboard your own steered yacht.  The chorus of the lively night, to dream and dance upon.

Our own small world of escape to the land, to build that piece of a dream.  To dip your feet from the end of the dock, to splash and learn to swim.  The cottage on a lake of dreams, with fresh, clean water in which to swim.  Back to the land, from where we once were, with cabins in the forest, and the overpowering allure of fur.

Still the sounds of the city surround us in our sleep, while light is cast from lampposts and stars stay hidden in the dark.  The chorus of the evening is street traffic, the occasional voice or barking dog.  Far from the stillness and quiet of the evening chorus of frogs.

Leave your cozy nests of slumber, wander out into the light.  To capture that great moment, when the daylight enters the night.  A changing world in which to view, a captured moment of rest.  These are the times of the morning, when daybreak rises, that  the world is at it’s best.  So sleepy heads, don’t nod off, as day casts the night away.  Some of your finest adventures, start at the break of day.

The city still sleeps as the world renews itself, awakening with the morning sun.  Drinking tea in that splash of splendor, as color comes with the sun.  That moment, when the night fades and darkness becomes light, the world changes from the black and shade of night, to the brilliant colors of the pallet, with the dawn of new daylight.   Hearing the songs of rising songbirds, chirping and laughing together.  A fine new day of summertime, bring on the new adventure.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

June 26, 2018

Pemican

Hail Brave hearts.

The season’s change and so do I.  Cast off your winter garment, it is spring.  The receding snows and baking sun, take the blanket of white away, leaving behind the winter’s dead brown world.  A cool, late spring, with slow growth, keeps the winter hanging on.  It’s time for spring, the great wild calls, as the migrating birds arrive and the hibernating animals emerge.  It’s time for spring, call the adventurers as they pull out their bikes for a ride in the woods.  The ski hill closes, the equipment is stored, coats and boots hang in closets.  Birds gather in warm pools, waiting for the ice to melt.  Come on spring, it’s your show now!

Slowly the warming sun, encourages the grass to become green, tiny buds on trees begin to emerge and the promise of a new world becomes real.  Mating pairs can’t wait to start their families and the tiny offspring need to be warm.  Winter has withdrawn reluctantly this year.  An inspection of the garden reveals some winter kill.  Not all of the plants can survive the winter all of the time, but lets wait, it’s still early.  Don’t be discouraged yet.

Rhubarb has popped it’s head up out of the soil.   In a few weeks the harvest will start.  The berry patch is looking good and weeding is on the “to do” list.  Little sparrows look for good nesting sites and the chorus of their song, welcomes spring.  Finally!  The Earth awakens from her slumber and with this, the grey days pass.

“Come out!”  calls the brilliant sunshine. ” Come to play in the warm sunshine!  Come to see the beautiful new world.  Come to investigate the returning wild.  Come out!  Come out!  Don’t stay inside.  You’ll miss this glorious day!”

Spring brings with it a new array of activity.  The garden, with it’s earthly delights, fragrance, bird songs, color, delectable food.  This spells work in the garden, choose your seeds, get ready to plant.  The fruit trees are blooming, food is on its way.

After a long winter of rations, eating last years harvest, the fresh rhubarb looks so good.  A few more weeks and this can be eaten.  Perhaps a new recipe this year.  The dandelions are starting to flower and the fresh new shoots are a perfect salad.  I won’t weed these this year.  Instead, I’ll let the flowers grow and harvest them for my dinner.  Bread and muffins, salad and tea and survival.  This is the gift of the harvest, straight from the great planet.   Eat and enjoy, for this is sustenance and we gather it.

http://www.grouprecipes.com/68395/pemican.html  Pemican

In years gone by, when the country was new, survival was the key to colonialism.  Like hibernating wildlife, overwintering and surviving in the great white north, was the most imperative topic of the day.  How do we survive?  Adaptation and skills, training and education.  As humans, we can’t curl up in a warm, winters den and sleep the cold away.  Preparation and planning,  storage, cut wood.  A humble cabin, an oasis in the wilderness.  Warm, small,dry.  It’s yours!

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes

May 13, 2018

The Mighty River Flows

The Mighty River Flows

Hail Brave hearts

Yes, it’s here, the spring has arrived, in snowy, blustery style,  In like a lion, with  heavy snow falls, March has ended the winter with a cold snap, that keeps us bundled up and happy.  Of course, the summer will eventually come, but now the trails are white.  The forest floor is covered, a late spring, with no drought in sight.

The itch is on, to turn the seasons, pull out the canoe and test the current.  Ice flows passing with the water as the melting winter turns to spring.  Catch us in our history, as we wave farewell to winter, the icy highways turn to melt waters and the dangerous ice flows temp.  No  more the sleighs to speed us along the slippery, white rivers, now it’s canoes and boats and water craft, to take our time away.

Go back, fine fellows, to days gone by, to times of yesteryear.  To the fur trade and the brave at heart the times of the voyageur.  A dangerous time of year, this is, when winter turns to spring.  The trails are wet, the rivers are thin ice and the progress becomes slow.  Take a nap and wait a week, a well deserved holiday.  The harshness of this difficult time, will melt the winter away.  Soon the canoe will be laden, with supplies to take inland.  To visit with the natives and to find a brand new land.  Off come the winter fur coats, hats and mitts are stored.  Onto another adventure, to the watery highways of this world.

A well traveled route, the St. Lawrence, filled with Coureur de Bois.  One of the most dangerous occupations of that lifetime, to travel, explore and trade in the great unknown wild.

http://www.patrimoine-culturel.gouv.qc.ca/rpcq/detail.do?methode=consulter&id=25887&type=pge     Trois Riviers, Quebec

The canoes are large enough, they carry several men.  All trained and skilled in many ways, to tackle the obstacle at hand.  Come from far away, in European style, to make a living the hard way, adventure, in the Canadian wild.  A fearsome, mighty river, the St. Lawrence is cracking up.  Pretty soon, it will be show time, pack your bags and liven up.  No more naps or holidays, the spring torrents are flooding.  It’s an adventure too dangerous for us,  spring break up is not even for the daring.  Icy flows and chilly woes, we’ll wait for another day.  This is not the best of times, for watery, river play.

But if you were an itchy voyageur, with bills at home to pay, perhaps the tempting season, would  cast him adrift anyway.

A lovely camping trip, with lakes and rivers to follow, the Canadian rivers of highway, still bind us to our past.  Traditions of camping and canoeing, following well traveled routes.  Today, we love this great wild land and praise the nations splendor.  Our ancestors did a very fine job, of protecting and implementing the heritage that we covet today.  A land of unspoiled wonder, with historical routes to travel.  This is our fine country we still travel in style.  From winter sleigh to summer canoe, the adventure has never left us.

written by Dr.  Louise Hayes

April 18, 2018

Northern Ontario Canoe Trip,  The Nat River

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How The West Was Won – The Canadian Way

How The West Was Won – The Canadian Way

Hail Brave hearts

Come and explore with me.  Come  into the adventure of your lives.  There’s no time to waste, the days are passing.  Make a plan, make several plans.  Learn and strive, push your limits.  Take the time to prepare.  Healthy food, proper clothing, skills, companions, strong bodies and strong minds.  Into the unknown, you travel.

A sketchy route has been marked on a page. Lines and drawings, hopefully familiar.  A post is the site marker, a mountain range on the left, stay on the river and follow the trail.  Animal tracks cover the ground.  The new fallen snow is heavy and trail breaking is hard.  Persevere, for today’s travel distance is long.  Fortunately the terrain is gentle,  rolling uphill but not too difficult to climb.  Somewhere out here is a cabin for us.  We can rest in shelter and escape the wind and the cold, then push on.  It’s a better trip than it used to be, before the route through the country was found, before the explorers and before the map makers.  Now we have a plan to follow.  The bleak, cold winter closes in, but we chose this life.  We are  homesteaders, looking for our land.

Land!  There’s plenty of land!  But ours is still a long way off and we persist in our travel.  A trading post is lurking close by.  Stay on the trail and follow it closely.  We need supplies.  Supplies and a place to rest, some warmth and some shelter, food and a hot drink.  We chose this life.  Come on.

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Come on, brave hearts, a new life is calling.  The freedom it brings will be worth all of the pain.  The hardship, the struggle, the will to survive.  Keep at it.  Don’t stop.  The winter is a good time for travel.  As cold as it is, the path is easier, travel along the rivers and frozen lakes.  It’s relatively flat and easier to see, it’s cold, but faster and we cover more land.

What is now just sport is survival to us.  The dogs must run and we are grateful.  Fast and steady they hurry along.  The dog team runs and they seem to know the way.  Skills and training, education, courses, work and labor to learn these skills.  All to become homesteaders in a land offering freedom, survival, a chance to choose for ourselves and a chance to be autonomous.  But it’s work and we have now traveled so far.  Out to the west to settle these lands.  Push on, push on, the day if fading.  Run you fabulous dogs!  Take us away to our world awaiting.  To trading posts and teepees, to waterways and farmland.  Take us to our destiny, our hearts are soaring.  The cold winters wind, howls beside us, but go on.  On to our home, to farming and prosperity.  Come on, you good dogs, run forever, transport us across Canada, open the way and save us again.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

March 19, 2018

dog sledding competition in Russia.  What was used hundreds of years ago to open up Canada is now international sport.