Settlers in the West

Settlers in the West

Hail Bravehearts

Come out of your houses, come out to play, search for your destiny, fill it this way.  Joy for our lives, filled with our passions, educate yourself in many ways, don’t settle for small rations. Here in the mountains was a new way of life, carved from the environment, full of love  and strife.  Back in the day, when the nation was growing, came a homesteading family with a history, worth knowing.  Migrate to the mountains, fill up this land, settle this area, prosperity is at hand.  Work and strive, build your home, grow where the deer and the caribou roam.  Mighty are we,we own this land, wrought from the skills and tools of our hands.  Building a house and shed for our needs, makes us the Moberly’s and we are Metis.

Look at this beauty, this fabulous land, nature has given us her golden hand.  Flowers and scenery, game galore, all right outside our open front door.  A fabulous view, so much desired, we planned to pass this along to our descendants to admire.  In the heart of Jasper, a national park, lies the trail to our cabin, in a meadow that’s marked.  Come to our land, follow the trail, to a Canadian adventure in homesteading tale.  Brilliant flowers now nod their heads,where a family with children once softly tread.

Ancient are we, in a land we admire, full of perils and hardship and landscape that’s dire.  Mountains and crevices, rock falls and forest, fill our lives with the wild lands of birds chorus.  Settle these lands, farming, hunting and fishing, trading with explores is how we make our living. Earning our right to clear the land, is how we survived and thrived with our band.  A family are we, brothers and wives, making a living with strong family ties.

http://www.mountainmetis.com/pages/henry_john_moberly.html

The west was being opened with adventure and more as the trading posts flourished throughout our world.  Settle the nation, fill your hearts, with the bountiful prosperity that  trading starts.  A nation rich, with people so smart, that they discovered routes to join us together, not keep us apart.  From coast to coast a path was laid, and along the way, some homesteaders stayed.  Explore this world, discover this land, a nation is forming with peace at hand.

Markets and trade, influence our lives, building a homestead where families can thrive.  Open these routes, help find the path, the adventure is growing, it will stay and it lasts.  The west is fought for, it belongs to us, brilliant and daring, the exploration is a must.  Join the coasts, find a way, for this land to become a nation one day.

A place in history, is only a name, but cabins in the wilderness, is this families fame.  Interesting and ancient, when all went well, meeting travelers and explorers, is the story they tell.  Building connections, building ties, enter the landscape where this family once thrived.

Now a national park, intensely protected,whose worth to the world was UNESO`s projection. Visit us here in this world famous place, the mountains and wilderness of Canada`s grace.

Jasper National Park.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

July 13, 2017

Fishing

Fishing

Hail Bravehearts

Cast your nets into the seas and prepare for the harvest that mankind has consumed for thousands of years. Fish. Fish a plenty from the great store of the waters, direct to your platters. A grocer, a farmer, a store of great variety, of fish and ocean dwellers, that serve as your dinner, your lunch, your breakfast, your snacks.
Cast your line into the water with baited hook and wait for the unsuspecting prey to catch your lure. Cunning and careful, not to divulge yourself, so that the wary prey will not suspect your presence and a trap. Fishing, for sport, for markets, but always for dinner, the catch of the day is your daily choice. All over the world, the waters feed the hungry. A seemingly endless supply of food.

http://www.overfishing.org will it last forever?

The trawlers raise anchor and set sail. The consumer lines the ailes in the grocery store, waiting for the verdict of today’s perils. A stormy sea, turbulent waters, murky depths and dark, brown waters. The nets were cast and the catch is there, but sparse today, as fishing for the multi-millions, the billions is an exertion for fishermen and oceans alike. The markets are waiting, the consumer still hungry, their bellies empty and their wallets ready. There are markets galore, and wealth to purchase, but the vanishing species determines the day. Not that fish today. Last seen, a year ago, and still that product evades us. Well, something else then.
Still the smiles as the purchase is made, not their favorite, but a food source still. Some spices and some creative cooking will prevail.
But what of the species that vanished. How far off shore to find it?
The fishermen traveled throughout the usual territory, but to no avail. Where did they go? There are only seven billion of us feeding from the oceans. Did we eat it all?

http://ocean.nationalgeographic.com/ocean/critical-issues-overfishing/ overfishing of the worlds oceans

The demands upon the oceans are exhaustive. Another net thrown in to sea. Another chance of pay and prosperity. Lines go out, a sportsman’s day. A fun and thrilling adventure, to fish the oceans and catch that handsome, mighty prey.
The fun, the daring, the challenge, the adventure and then, of course, the delicacy, served to you, for dinner.
For thousands of years, mankind has fished and loved the waters that serve up so much delight. A wonderful day, a wonderful life, to fill you larder from the grocery store of the sea.
Countless recipes, countless cooks, endless lines and nets and traps and variety. Cookbooks and chefs, diners and beachcombers, all of us, all the world, fishing the oceans for food.
Will it last forever?
The oil spills contaminate the water. Pollution and waste drift throughout the sea. Fish consume indigestible product and their breeding grounds are lost to development.
We love the sea. We love the beaches. We play and rest and nourish ourselves by the ocean waters. We look for shells and play in the sand, on the water, in the water, the waves, so much fun and so much life. The waters give us food, play, sport, relaxation, holidays, work and pay. The oceans, so much to live for, our dependency and our nourishment. Survival?

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

Again, the European

Good day, almighty human

 

We sing our songs of praises to the great works of the mighty human.  Strong and courageous, he leads us in battle.  Fight the fight of victory and win the battle, be the unbeatable foe.  His words echo in our minds, our hearts follow the courageous leader, and our souls sing the destiny that the champion creates.  

Hail!  Calls out the almighty human and we respond. Hail!  Yes, we will follow, the awesome deeds to victory, the battle must be won.

To build a nation from the great wild and to turn the country into a unified force of goodwill and compassion, each to one another.  An awesome scheme, a grand and glorious notion, a courageous adventure.  From our roots as kindred spirits, surviving and thriving in the great north, we carve our niche in the world and plan and prepare for the great life.  A life  of living the great adventure. The dreams of brilliant forefathers who planned and prepared.  Wealth, riches, the fabulous new world.  The glorious ambition and awesome challenge, to build a nation from the endless stretches of wooded land and rugged landscape.  To carve a niche on the planet and to call that negotiation a nation.  All lands under one contract, all peoples under one law, to live and to die, for the energy and enthusiasm of the quest to build a country.

The west stretched onward in a glorious and encouraging land.  The mighty forests, the endless prairie, the majestic mountains and the far off ocean.  A dream of grandeur, to unite the nation. The negotiated settlements of trading posts, furs for blankets, ammunition, food and craft.  The people prepared for a land of settlement, believing in the sound judgment of their leaders and the peace and prosperity that their brilliance would bring them.  They arrived in anticipation of a new life, a new world, and a new venture.  Farmers, merchants, fur traders.  The energy of freedom filled their bodies, their minds, their hearts and their souls.

“Come!”  called the land. ” Meet my people!”  and the courageous new comer came forth to meet the challenge and be victorious.

It had been 500 years since the Vikings had abandoned the settlement at L’Anse Aux Meadows and again the European came to the call of adventure and to establish himself in the new world.  A fort, a home, a colony.  The French from France now became the new masters of the brave new world.  Again the call for settlement came from the land north of the 49th parallel.  Colonize.

http://www.canadiana.ca/citm/themes/pioneers/pioneers2_e.html

Although the British, Spanish and Portuguese were fishing the oceans off the Newfoundland shore, it was the French who decided to rise to the challenge and to meet the task of colonization.

http://www.pc.gc.ca/eng/lhn-nhs/qc/cartierbrebeuf/index.aspx  Parks Canada.  Wintering place of Jacques Cartier.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

July 20, 2014

The Water Highway

The Water Highway

Good day Bravehearts

Feel the rush of the wind as it sweeps across the land, bringing the scents of summer fragrance to fill your mind. The aromatherapy of the earth. Pine, juniper, spring meadows and wild grasses. The smell of the forest with mosses and flowers. The cool shade of trees and the rich, enticing landscape. Venture forth, oh brave ones, the wild calls you.
The dance and play of rushing streams, the life force of rivers, and the clean, superb, land, with it’s sport and leisure. The health of the nation lies in this landscape. So much to do, in sport, in leisure, in adventure and in education. Out into the great land, for health and fitness, for rest and for meditation.
The wild! Every day adventure for the uncommon lives of the people of this country.
The rushing rivers cast their spell. The voyage by raft will take you into the great unknown. A wild river, a rushing torrent, a wet and wild and chilly adventure. The current sweeps you into the middle, to rapids and whirlpools and eddies. The diving and swirling craft dips and heaves as the pounding water floods its sides and plunges it into holes and narrowly past rocks and waterfalls.
Fun!
The whitewater raft ride of todays enjoyment is a link to the waterways of yesteryear. David Thompson, with his raft piled high with furs, transported his earnings through the Canadian waterway highways. A nation of river exploration. A nation of wilderness exploration. A nation of markets and trade.

http://www.cbc.ca/sevenwonders/ canoe

The waterways were the highways of trade. Plied for transportation, for convenience, for travel and for adventure. The past time of canoing and boating serves us well, as we venture deeper and deeper into the heart of the land.
Summer! The pristine blue lakes of summer fun. The cooling, quenching waters of joy! The days of lazy dreaming in beaches of sand and grass, the pearls of seashells washed ashore, the endless waves, lapping the shore. The joys of clean, cool water as is soothes the hot and tired body. Fresh water for swimming. Clean water, for a cool summer swim.
The water. A gateway into the heart of the land and a pathway to endless summer fun. Ply the waters with your sturdy craft, maneuver into the surging current. Your paddle dips to the rhythm of your partners beat and the drums of your heartbeat set the pace. Onward. Onward. The constant motion moving the craft. The skills of your paddling, pushing you on. The lakes, the rivers, the water trade routes. A past time of pleasure, where yesterday meets us. The voyage of discovery to new lands, new people, new trade and new wealth.

http://www.birchbarkcanoe.net/video-canoe.htm

A home of opportunity waiting for discovery.
The ancient art of boats and river travel, of discovery of land and people. We travel with our forefathers in a journey that never ends, to a destination that stretches on. We fill our days with summer fun, in a land of sweeping landscapes and the water. The water highway.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
June 29, 2014

A Hand of Friendship

A Hand of Friendship

Good morning to you Brave hearts.

Hail the moral almighty human, whose words and deeds resound in peace. Oh moral human from ages past, with intellect of humanity, sharing and courage. Rise to the daunting challenge of the new world as it encroaches upon you. Brave hands extended in friendship, in peace, in mutual prosperity. Brave strangers, who dared peace not war, who dared conversation and negotiation. A peaceful assimilation, a marriage, an entrepreneur.
The voices of our ancestors call to us. We saved you, oh brave hearts, we became the almighty human. Legends are made of our feats of daring, of our collaboration and of our courage. Our prosperity and privilege from honest words and honest deeds and honest labour. The exchange of nationalities, the intertwining of spirits, the flesh of the mortal man, cast in iron and honed to steel.
The land has no mercy, conquer the land, the peoples are saved.
The brave accepted a challenge of rigorous duty. The call to nationhood in a land so vast and uncompromising. The stalwart rising each day to fulfill a quest of enterprise and trade. Mutual sharing, mutual trust, a negotiation so appealing to win the sides of the earthly human, to win the war without a battle, to win the fight for nationhood, to win the rights for freedom, to win the adventure of your lives.
The lives saved by skilled exchange, the communication for mutual prosperity, acceptance, dignity and trust. The contracts signed, mutually held. A bargain of trade, the prospect of riches, a business of grand proportions and a nation won and saved.
The hand of friendship extended in trust.
Worthy brave hearts whose daily toil was the hardship of the land. To rise each day to the battle of the elements, the hardship of the weather and the uncompromising, tedious toil and endless, difficult land. The dawn of nationhood carved from the elements of cold and snow, all for the beauty of the fabulous beast.
Adorn yourselves, you earthly spirits. Capture the heart of the European world. The new found gold is a treasure for us. A ready commodity of wealth and prosperity.
The land calls us, beckons and entices and the peoples are friendly. They extend a hand in friendship, no arrows cast or mean disputes. No terror and no war.
Come to the new world, calls the land, come to the adventure, you daring human. Rise to the challenge of the harsh endeavour, rise to the glory of this one day. For this is the day when time stands still, awaiting in anticipation, the outcome of change. The awesome human in conquest and daring, rose to the challenge of this day. For might was right among the negotiators and the powerful decreed the peace of the land.
Peace. Our fashion dictates the merchants greed and our people spy the valued need. Fur and trade, mutual sharing, compassion and kindness.
The land itself will take it’s toil in injury and lives lost. The inclement weather, the frostbite and the cold. Hearty human, gather around, our story of nationhood will unfold.

https://www.nfb.ca/film/voyageurs

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
March 1, 2014

The Moral Almighty Human

The Moral Almighty Human

Good morning brave heats.

Rise to the glory of this day and shine with the sun. Here is this day of exploration, of a land of challenge and a life for the strong. A day of exploration, of business enterprise, of the power of peaceful negotiation, of glory, of courage, of peace, not war. You almighty human chose freedom without a fight, freedom the hard way, freedom without conquest.
So easy, the path to war, where the strength of the man is measured in slaughter, so easy to condemn and fight, so easy to ignore and complain. The easy way to riches is to plunder and destroy, with greed and shame and humiliation. So easy to victimize and abuse, so easy to fall into the trap of selfish conquest, of denial of rights, of denial of the human. So easy to fight a war for nothing. All for plunder.
Oh fine human, with clever understanding, that the path to glory comes with negotiation, not might. The might of the powerful aptitude, of a good mind and strong, healthy spirit, of the human of courage and humanity. To be the daring human, whose conquest is in the strength of a compassionate people whose lives are valued, whose negotiations are strong and who live with the strength of the moral, almighty human.
The daring quest of merchant enterprise, of trade, of business, of employment. A set of skills that won the heart of the land, that generated wealth, privilege, honour and prestige. This is the moral almighty human, called to a destiny in this land.
For who are you, with the arrow and the sword, that counts his place from a stand behind weapons. Who are you who charges with might, who plunders and ruins, the human a foe. Who are you, whose peaceful conquest is the result of rage and ruin, war and famine, starve you victims, starve! The mighty cry in warfare, the path to ruin and destruction is theirs, and the final blow to humanity is the defeat and humiliation of despair. Yes, almighty ones we will succumb to terror and anger and hardship and war. Yes, almighty ones, we are despised and victory is yours, you conquer us.
Hail to the brave nation whose path to conquest is merchant enterprise and peaceful exchange. Barter and negotiation, marriage and prosperity, a nation built on relationships and works and deeds of the honest human.
No plunder, no war, only the life of the adventurer, the entrepreneur, the skilled negotiator and the crafty businessman.
Hail to the MORAL almighty human, whose hand was extended in brave friendship. Whose strength and courage was peace and understanding, marriage and exchange, family and friendship. No war between the intelligent human, no slaves, no conquest, only the strife of the hard landscape and the burden of the harsh reality of the land.
Oh moral human, who saves lives and lives in loyal, honest friendship. Whose strength and courage was peace amongst us. The courageous human, willing to negotiate. Peace being stronger than war. It saved us then, it saves us still.
Praises to the moral almighty human.
There are no links to other sites, today, the moral almighty human is the peacekeeper amongst us.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
Feb 26, 2014

To the Almighty Human

To the Almighty Human

good morning Brave hearts!
Welcome to the thrilling adventure of this day. Precious day, whose time unfolds in minutes and hours of pressing passing. Only a minute, only an hour. How to spend this precious day. In random idleness, in deliberate pursuits, in work, in play, in love in adventure. To sleep in, to rise early, to fulfill a passion, to merely dream. To focus on an objective, to rise to glory, to stumble, to fall, to resurrect oneself. The day presents the gift of giving, a fine and glorious day.
Dedicated time, just for you, to be used wisely, or to be languished away, to hone skills or to waste. The choice of this day is a call to your strength, to your fine aptitudes, to your brilliant quest. Each day, used wisely, properly fulfilled is a lifetime of achievement, a lifetime of personal bests, a lifetime of raising the bar and setting a goal, just out of reach, but reach for it you will. The constant pursuit of achievement, of success, in just minutes, or hours of a day.
Choose your paths wisely, oh great ones. Of the multitudes of experiences to choose for you living, choose wisely, oh brave hearts. One more skill to add to your collection of self fulfillment, one more skill for your personal accomplishments, one more skill to add to your directory, one more skill for a lifetime of success. It comes to you with this day.
This lucky day, brought to you by the rising sun. The universe calls your name, oh human and you rise to this day with the acceptance of your dutiful calling. Another day, in war or peace?
Tread softly on the great planet, oh brave hearts. Your destiny is fulfilled with each passing day. The minutes and the hours count for a life of worthwhile living. A life of success and adventure. Cone out into the playground of the world, oh great ones and fulfill the calling of your mind.
Here us! oh great human, calls the thriving planet. We are your salvation, your joy, your quest in life, you personal experiences and your challenge. What will be your adventure for this day?
Choose us! calls the great landscape. Come out to the adventure of your life. As is the past of your great ancestors, the wilderness called your name and the mighty responded. The ancient lives of our forefathers fought the rapids, dared the glaciers, carved paths of destiny through the snow. The lives of chilling adventure, of thrilling achievement, of success of the mind and body, of a pursuit of skills and enterprise.
To follow a path of such daunting challenge, to whereabouts unknown. To test their skills, their strength, their courage, their negotiations, their humanity, their common sense. Where does your life take you? To courage and sensibility, or to war and shame. To fight for the great freedom of the joy of living, or to fail and flounder in despair.
Hail, brave hearts, praises to the great negotiation. As the sun rises on this day, it will be a glorious day. Another skill sharpened, another test passed, another success. To remember your ancestors, who rose to each day, to fulfill the quest of the mighty man. A nation explored, a peoples who were generous and the conquest of personal challenge and personal might.
To your achievements, oh brave hearts.

http://digital.library.mcgill.ca/nwc/history/08.htm

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
Feb 24, 2014