Hail Bravehearts
Howl! Howl! We hear your call. The great wild sings to us in the distance. Howl, you essential masters, call to us with all of your voices. Call with all of your hearts, your souls and your being. Call us into the wild, where your lives live in the bountiful beauty of the great planet. Sing to us, the songs of your lives, stories to tell of hunts and capture, of danger and courage. Songs of triumph, songs of sorrow, songs of fortune. Sing, you great masters of the wild, sing the songs that we love to hear, the wild that makes us unique and proud.
Great stories, of taking the weak from the herd, of preventing overgrazing and of population control. Songs that we listen for, as we camp in the wilderness. Do you hear it? Listen, do you hear it? The howl of the great wolf as he calls to his pack. Eerie and exciting, the mystery revealed. A great hunter, with his family, teaching and learning the life lessons of survival.
Oh essential hunter, your numbers decline. Save us! you call and we hear your plea. The bounty hunter slays you and murder increases. Not us in Canada, this is not our cultural history, the fur trade wasn’t this. The negotiated peace was cemented by the great peace of the union of a European and a Canadian aboriginal. The tie between them was the Metis child. Not murder, not poaching, not extermination. The balance between the hunter and the hunted was for trade and peaceful relations among the people, not for the extermination of a species.
The great wild calls us, it is a teacher to us. So many species of plants and animals, so much natural wonder and so much sound to hear. Varieties of rock to cling to and different soils beneath the surface. The Earth puts those species in the places they belong. Hail, great planet, we hear your call, as the wolf cull in British Columbia defies the sensibilities of environmentalists , and is regarded as inhumane and a disaster. This is not Canadian culture, or our history. This is not the fur traders, or the aboriginals. This is over hunting, over killing. We need these animals, we need wolves.
http://pacificwild.org/take-action/campaigns/save-bc-wolves Save BC Wolves
A wolf is a beautiful thing. A fine hunter, an adept and agile predator, with his necessary presence in reducing overpopulating species. The small ones like rats and rabbits, or large ones like elk and deer. They prevent overgrazing from overpopulation, that diminishes plants and destroys ecosystems. There must be a predator-prey balance for proper bio diversity, not just for one species, but for the entire ecosystem.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fb11TtPwBxo lady reunites with wolves
Predators are not a bad thing, they are an essential part of the great wild. Listen to the great planet as it sings to you. The wonderful mystery of integrated life forms, sharing a space especially adapted to them. Spaces of rock and granite, of wind and rain, of sand and sun, coral and sea, forest and dale. Spaces of uniqueness with unusual creatures to inhabit these landscapes. No coincidences, just planned environments with creatures, plants, water and rock, all fascinating and wonderful. A journey for our senses, our minds and bodies. A journey of life, of discovery, of adventure. Fresh and wholesome, protect it all. A magnificent species, a majestic great wild, adventure in, for the joy of their being, it is into their home, that we roam.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
February 22, 2016