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Is It a Calendar?
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Is It a Calendar?

Good morning, all of you brilliant ones

Today is one of our solstice days.  A day of long summers light and warm summer sunshine.  Today, we discover our ancient past and peek into the lives of an ancient people.

Hail bravehearts.  Come to Canada!

Come to a land of intrigue and mystery.  A land of ancient people living in conjunction with ancient peoples all over the world.  Come to a land of discovery, where the early aboriginals rival the intellect of peoples world wide.  Come to Canada where the ancient world is opening it’s doors and showing itself as a marvel of ancient wonder.

Some call it a medicine wheel, some call it glaciation, but another scientist has researched the site and credits it as a  huge sun temple.

5000 years ago on the plains of southern Alberta, the ancient Oxbow people gathered their strength and might and formed a huge circle of stones, 26 square kilometers wide, with features that represent the sun, the crescent moon and the morning star. This vast calendar was placed by them, as a means to view the changing seasons and to watch the moon phases.   These ancient people, built their vast temple from stones with a similarity to, but 700 years older than the Stonehenge site in England.

http://canadastonehenge.com/2009/01/sun-temple-discovery-in-alberta-informs-stonehenge-research/Canada’s Stonehenge in Alberta

The still evolving discovery of this place is being researched, with pictures catalogued to prove the possibility of a calendar, which marked the changing season and the changes in the moon phases, as light is cast upon the Earth.  Ancient man, trying to tell the time and to prove the date, the length of a year, the changes in light in each season for the hours in a day, the number of days in a year, so that they can predict the seasons which is so important to their survival.

This particular area of Alberta is known for ancient and prehistoric life, being in the vicinity of the dinosaur dig as well.

written by Dr, Louise Hayes

June 22, 2015

I am Your King
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I am Your King

Good Morning all you brilliant ones!

A day for adventure into the great unknown, to challenge your wits and your courage. Another day to relish in the delight of a call to greatness, to rise to the challenge, to set your course on a path of duty, to live bravely and to sing the songs of champions in the quest for a new destiny. A call from the great wild, from the wind swept lands of plenty, to colonize a great new land and to set your fellows free. History calls your name and the log books fill with the brave deeds of strong and mighty humans.
Cast off from shore and abandon your tasks, a new day, a new world, a new life awaits you.
“They’re at it again”, whispers the wind and their neighbors on foreign soil watch in curiosity as the French embark on yet another attempt to colonize the great white north. It has been 80 years since their last venture into the land of plenty, where the wild north wind blows and the snow piles high in winter. The friendly natives had offered their wares, fur to trade for knives and supplies and the hopes and dreams of fortunes of gold had dulled their wits to the perils of doom and disaster that would certainly come.
Friendly natives, offerings something small, maybe squirrels in exchange for much needed items to make their own lives easier. A small offering of just a little animal. Think, think, what is this exchange? Trivial and small, but eagerly offered. This is what we have, can we trade? And so, trade it is, commodity for commodity, mutually agreed upon price, from a small beginning to a large and profitable undertaking. So large and prosperous that it filled the nation, built forts, built friendships, ties of compassion. Trade; the fur trade.
But in 80 years, still no colony.

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

Now the time has come for more adventure, for the common man to come forward and offer his services to his king. Righteous lord with command of presence, dignity and glory. All glory to this awesome king, a human of spirit and praises and worthy bearing. Glory and honor, dignity and power. Thy will shall be done, oh mighty one, our lord most high and we your lowly subject will obey, dutifully, your high command. Praises lord, oh awesome king! Praises to your glory, your adventure, your high and mighty ways, your awesome power, your might, your right, your rule!
So be it master, you have the brains. It’s ideas and brilliant thinking that pursuades us. We are only your loyal subjects, only poor humans of weak minds and strong bodies, work all day. So be it master, have your way.
The lofty almighty man, the king of great adventures has now spoken.
The French will colonize Canada. And we all know why. Because, I am your king, and it shall be.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
April 29, 2015

Quiet
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Quiet

Good Day, oh brilliant ones.

Welcome!

Welcome to this world in a far off place. A land of forest wealth and wild orchard plenty. A land where the nomad would be secure among the currants and the berries.
The land stretched out its hand and offered food to the adventurer who would dare to traverse the oceans to find it. No more starvation in this land of plenty. Food, to nourish you and food to sustain you. Come to this land and fill your vessels. Fish from the sea, to fill your platters. Dine from the sea, oh great adventurer. Fill your vessels and make your fortune. A harvest of wealth and nourishment from the sea.
The Europeans fished the shores of the Grand Banks of Newfoundland, enjoying the easy catch from casting nets into the seas. Fish, by the thousands, swam in the ocean depths and the bounty of the sea was plentiful and the catch was successful. Harvest the seas, oh brave ones and fill your bellies from the Earth.
Although the Grand Banks are a long way from Europe, over fishing in the waters off the European shore, had depleted the fish stocks there. The next best available, was the long ocean voyage, across the Atlantic to the great fishing hole of the Atlantic, the Grand Banks. A journey of 4565 kilometers across the tumultuous seas to cast their nets into the abundant ocean and return with the victorious catch.
A way of life, the fisherman. Coming from several European countries, the fishermen were English, French, Spanish and Portuguese. Filling vessels by the load, of delectable treats. Over fishing the oceans was not a new issue.
The problems continue. Too many people, not enough food. Even the mighty oceans can’t sustain us.
In the sixteen hundreds, the world was new. Canada and it’s great land of plenty, was opening it’s doors to the impoverished world. “Come, calls the great land, I will feed you!” Come, harvest my platter, you poor, starving souls. There is plenty here.
Four hundred years later, it’s gone.
The great fishing vessels, cast their nets, no more. A crisis in survival, as the oceans are exhausted. Those breeding specimens, caught and eaten, spawn no more. Critically endangered, their numbers plummet. Striving to survive and to live themselves, the stores of the great oceans are closing.
The ecosystem is in peril. Without the variety in the food chain, other species are plundered and perish. The larger, more desirable fish are vanishing and the smaller ones can’t keep up. We’re eating the babies and we’re eating the mature, mating adults.
Eating and eating, plunder and loss, the oceans quiet and the stillness resounds in our ears. The lonely tide rolls in, with no calling birds to greet it, and leaves behind a sterile beach, without shells and seaweed. The tiny shells, a food source for some birds, are vanishing.
Extinction.
But still the tide rolls in and still the oceans call us. Come, mankind, I will feed you no more, but come into the oceans and play.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
March 4, 2015

Dream of Peace
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Dream of Peace

Good Day, you Awesome Human!

Splendid day. Warm and snowy. The birds are singing gaily from their roosts. The elk lie in the meadows, relatively calm, after a long autumn of elk battles and rutting. The peaceful does with wombs full of the promise of another successful spring of calving. The big horn sheep, also resting, caring for the silent burden of their soon to be offspring.
The great wild! The drama of the wild as it plays out its role, in the never ending cycle of creation. Born to this place, the wild entices us, with its riches of spectacular views, muscle strengthening climbs, varieties of lifeforms and the gift of providing us with natural wonder to explore.
A peek into this place, of grand beauty and grand design, which fills out hearts and souls with wonder. Oh mighty planet, to give us this gift, from a highway, cut through the mountains. Those of us who have time, will exert ourselves more and climb to a pinnacle on a well traveled trail, for a look at what lies on the other side. A steep bit of climbing, a scramble, an effort, but where it takes us is to the grand view of the wild. A view of what lies on the other side of that mountain range. More forests and rivers, cascading waterfalls, animal tracks, mountains and valleys to explore. We are the hungry. We thirst for more and more. Show us your splendor, oh great planet earth, as we strive to reach your mountain tops and intrude into the land of your wildlife, to photograph those elusive species, and brag.
The world turns for us, on these snow covered days, as we strap on snowshoes and venture out to play. A daunting world of snow and ice, but for us to trudge through, a winter’s delight. Animal tracks. There’s plenty of life in this snow covered domain, but no one shows their faces today. Instead, it’s us, joining the tracks in the snow, plodding and chatting and breaking trail. These small few hours of exertion, to remind us of by gone days and years of exploration, as the well traveled adventurer set off to discover this new land. Tracks of snowshoes in the forests, tracks along the winding creek. An easy day of healthful activity, to fill our lungs with pure, clean air, to strengthen our bodies and refresh our minds.
The luck of an easy day of refreshing activity. The joy of adventure into the quiet winters solitude. A brush with nature as she plays out her part. The wild calls us and the wild whispers. Save us, oh mighty ones. Don’t plunder here. Spare us from the weapons of mass destruction and a world of madness and we will give you the peace of a quiet winter’s day, with snow on the mountains and the crisp, crunchy snow beneath your feet.
Let this stand of the earth be your playground, oh great ones, and may you forever venture into the wild and breathe.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
January 19, 2015

Those Grey Days
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Those Grey Days

Good Day Bravehearts.

Welcome to this bleak, wintry, grey day.
Get out your snow shovels and start working. It’s the crack of dawn at 8 am and the weather is socked in for the long haul. Pull on your boots, your warm mittens, coat and hat and with shovel in hand,start your day off right,with a little vigorous exercise.
The cool wind blows damp flakes into your face. Your hair and eyelashes freeze. Your damp breath creates a fog around you and the shovel slides a few inches in the ever accumulating snow.
Paradise! This is what winter is all about.
While we lay dreaming in our snug, warm beds, the soft, wintry white stuff was falling gently outside. Swirling flakes of powder to hide the frozen ground. A winter wonderland of snow covered land to entice us outside to play. The shoveling continues and the path to the road is nearly complete. We’ll be doing this a few times today, as our spirits start to soar, with the possibilities that this climate presents. It will have to stop snowing soon and then we go out to play.
For us, the fabulous cold, is not a harsh, dreadful climate, but rather a change of life. A new joy of living. A chance for a new adventure. The snow presents a new challenge in sport and fun. For us, this is awesome. It’s not all that cold, and snow is fun. Joy! for what this season brings. Strap on your skates, your skis or snow shoes, pull on you boots and build a snowman, drag your sleigh or toboggan to the hill, pile up your defenses for a snow ball fight and smile. The cold, frosty, white north, is a superb play land. When this snowfall lets up, we’ll be raring to go, for we pride ourselves in the skills of these sports. What was once survival, is now a calling. Come on out of your houses and enjoy this day!
The raw elements burn our cheeks and the fresh, crisp, cold enhances our complexions. Rosy cheeks and rosy glow. Beneath layers of insulating fabric, our bodies remain warm against the chill and the adventure of the day starts to begin.
Now, as the flakes are piling up again and the seemingly endless task of digging ourselves out of the house resumes, the exercise bike and barbells lay in wait, as our strengthening task becomes the monotonous shovel, shovel. Will it end? Not until spring. And thankfully, spring is a way off, months of endless winter play away.
The barbells and weight rooms lay in wait for us as we gladly clear our path to the road. The temperature is a balmy -12. Warm enough to be outside for hours.
Now is the season for those much desired national past times. We put on our hats and coats with pleasure and slip into the peacetime of winter escapes, winter sport and winter fun.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
January 7, 2015

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The New Year’s Resolution

Good Day Bravehearts

A brand new year! A new beginning, a new awakening, a new start. Cast off the old 2014 and bring in the new. 2015 will improve our lives.
Oh brilliant bravehearts, what changes will you make? Will you be daring and bold or more cautious and thoughtful. Will the year bring in a brave new you or will you persist along a path of current successes. An invigorating new year with promise and aspiration. Fun and frolic, work and achieve. The self fulfillment of an accomplished goal, the joy of success, of learning and knowledge. A bar set high enough to be out of reach, but reach for it you must. Goals and resolutions, standards of achievements set high enough that you must strive. Work for it! The unattainable star is a goal to reach for.

http://www.skillsyouneed.com/ps/personal-development.html personal growth

Who will you be in this lofty new year? Your goals are your own personal quest. A goal that you can achieve gives you confidence and satisfaction. Done! A reward for the efforts of knowing who you are and utilizing current skills. Now another goal. Another small one that you can manage. Achieved! More success, more self confidence. A step towards the ultimate goal. That shining star that brightly guides you. Another goal, but maybe a bit more difficult. A goal that challenges you to use more skills, more knowledge, perhaps making new connections. It might take a bit more time, but you can manage it. Maybe you need another course, more research, ask more questions.
The New Years Resolution is an interesting idea. Everyone needs to improve themselves. Set a goal and focus on the achievement of this goal. Every year, you set a goal, with mindful attention to it. Every year, your self fulfillment progresses. Be a better you. Fulfill that goal. Focus and strive. Concentrate your effort. Don’t give up on it. Even if you only partly manage it, set it again next year. It needs more courses, it needs more research, it needs more focus, it needs more help, more collaboration. Even the attainment of small goals, puts you on the right track.
That large looming star that shines so brightly on you, guiding and lighting your path, does not diminish. Follow your star. It’s the beacon in your life. If it tells you to redirect your route, put faith in it’s wisdom. No achievement accomplished is a loss to you. It only builds more and more skills. Skills that you will put to use to attain that goal. That course was necessary for you. For example, a course in cooking leads to to the goal of being an accountant. How so? Perhaps your business will be more successful if you entertain your guests. Maybe you need to run that marathon, so that your clients know that you have other interests. Maybe you need to volunteer with the business community so that they know who you are and that you care about them. Why would they support you if you don’t support them, or it they don’t know who you are.
All of your fine education lost for lack of contacts.
The New Years resolution is an idea on focusing on goal setting and on personal growth. A cultural phenomena that all are encouraged to participate in. Is it worth your while to set a goal? All around the world, people do it. What about you?

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
January 1, 2015

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The Dreams of Peace

Hail Bravehearts

Do you see me? I’m in the air that you breathe.
Do you feel me? I’m in the strong hug that comforts you.
Do you hear me? I’m in the songs of the living, both human and wild.
Can you taste me? I’m in the food that nourishes you.
Can you smell me? I’m in your senses. I’m aroma and perfume.
Do you know me? I am your neighbour.
Do you love me? I am the spirit.
Oh great spirit of wondrous love, shine your daily light on us.
This is the season to be jolly, for merriment and joy. This is the season to cast aside all ills and torments and to lay your weapons down. A season to celebrate the gift of giving.
The wisemen brought their treasures, gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. The wonder of creation brought onto the Earth. A special gift.
In our celebration of great joy, great giving, great love and humanity, the gift of sharing and caring for all of the world is the peace of the holiday season.
Peace be with you, oh great wise ones. The world needs your sane and knowledgeable minds. In this time of celebration, of the joy of life, of what the world brings us, of goodness and fellowship and praises. Praises to the world for the joy of life itself. Praises to the world and sing songs of glad tidings. These days are a celebration of peace, of love, of kindness and great joy.
Sing, oh heavenly angels and cure the world of despair. Sing with songs of joy, with all of your voices, with all of your hearts and minds and souls. Cure us oh angels and proclaim your love and devotion, your rapture and your dedication. Sing for all of the world to hear. For as we lay in weary, war torn despair, the Earth, so magnificent, crumbling in ruin, we seek the light of hope, of world peace and of quiet.
The comfort of peaceful negotiation, successful. The relief of war no more. The pain of poverty ended. The gifts of food to feed the hungry. A world at peace, with evil controlled.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cC_1KGP8-RU&spfreload=10 A Christmas Carol 2001

Oh blessed dreams of love unending, of understanding, morals and accepting. The pangs of hardship and grieving lessened by the striving of societies to cure all pain. Cleanse us from the evils of lawlessness. Repair our spirits, our hearts, our minds and our souls. Clean us of the wounds of battle, wash away our war torn sorrow. End the battle, end the evil, send the perils to their graves.
Now in this time of winter’s sleeping, dreaming of a peace on Earth. Send a miracle of blessed savior, a miracle of a blessed birth.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
December 23, 2014

What the Angels Say
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What the Angels Say

Hail Bravehearts
To the joy of this season. To the festivities, the parties, the songs and the sharing. To be a community of caring people, to give and to laugh and to work for a community, a country, all of society. To build a nation, to build dreams, hope, freedom and care. Nurture and care, all living things cherished.
The animals, so quiet, so peacefully keeping watch. The angels heralding the birth of a savior. The wisemen travelling so far to discover. The shepherd, so vigilant, as love becomes creation. The songs of most high are the songs of the angels and they sing the song of praises to all. Joy! Love! Peace everlasting! Goodwill to all of you, oh inspired mortal man! Sing with the angels the songs of triumph, the songs of gladness, the songs of joy. Sing with the angels, the spirit of giving, the love of your neighbour, the sharing and the awakening. The divine inspiration of something new.
Be brave, oh mortal human, the new thought, the new lord, the new world, revisited again. Unite, oh human, share common goals, reach for that treasure of wholesome ideas, the unity of thought for a better world, a better life, a better being.
Joy! sing the angels, to their lord most high, on a date of birth to remember.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7HItFqKBAQE&spfreload=10 Kings College Choir

Silently, silently, the world lies deep in wonder, the lord of lords will fill your lives with love and kindness. Peace, oh weary lives, peace, oh wise ones, the negotiation of this season is peace.
Hear the angels as they sing the praises. The wondrous birth of a savior. They sing the scripture in all of it’s meaning. Listen. It’s what the angels say.
For mortal man with mortal error, envy, boldness, contempt and power, hears a word that was not spoken, sees a deed that did not occur. Crafty plotting, crafty planning, bitter dispute of power and madness. Kill! Kill! and war some more.
Hate! It becomes us and cruelty reigns. But hark! The herald angels sing!
Glory from on high, oh blessed saviour. We hear the angelic voices of heaven most high. The will of the almighty, to cure the demon, to cast out the devil and to unite the faithful. Preach! For this is what the angels say and the scripture is their passion, a play out of a life of persistent devotion.
Hail, oh bravehearts, your duty calls you. Come! Join together, feast and enjoy. This is the season of plenty. Merriment and love, laughter and goodwill. Cast aside your wars, your anger, your doubt and sing together with the praises of creation. This season is about wondrous love, creation and gladness and peace to all of you. A mistake in interpretation is only a folly the season is warm with goodwill and joy.
Hail, all humans, do not despair, the angels know the scripture and sing it well.
Joy to the world.
Peace on Earth.
Goodwill to all of mankind.
Love one another.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
December 21, 2014

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A Time for Peace

Hail Bravehearts!.

To a strong and brave new day.
The ancients rose to a world of grandeur. Awesome planet with marvels to explore. Awesome human with daring to discover. Brilliant exchange of the marvelous wonders of the Earth, to stimulate the intellect of brilliant human minds. Where shall we go, oh brave ones? Where does the fascinating wonder take us?
The hunters and gatherers followed the great herds of migrating animals. The roaming beasts led them through valleys and plains, following a path of instinct to fertile areas for feeding and mating and bearing their young. The vast herds of wildlife, co-existing with their own predators. The migrating humans, following their food supply, the migrating predator, following their own food supply. A compatible niche of predator prey relations, of environmental sustainability, of the Earth, keeping its ecosystems intact.
The human, with simple needs of survival, but a brain in need of self fulfillment. Go there, oh brave ones and seek the destiny of your fine minds. Oh brilliant inventors, who eased the struggle of the masses, who taught the people to hunt and fish, to build and cook. The need of the brain is high. Explore and adventure, stretch your legs and your minds. Fine humans, to evolve to such greatness, of medicines and industry, of space exploration and travel, of culture and music and games and sport. Fine human, with skills so worthy, the Earth is your home and it saves you.
Plunder no more, oh great ones, for in this festive time of feast and plenty, of holidaying and cheer, of goodwill and peace, the Earth gives up more of its bounty and your stomachs overfill.
We starve!
Where is the food in a world with so much plenty? The starving, again. Our farms are productive, our industry secure. Food is wasted and the people starve.

http://www.tasteofhome.com/recipes/holiday—celebration-recipes/christmas-recipes Christmas holiday recipes

Yet in this time of celebration and joy, we cast off our burdens and sing with praises: Joy! Joy for the living, joy for the earth, joy for creation and joy for the birth!
It’s time, in our weary lives of strife and struggle, to throw off the chains of pain and animosity and rejoice in the wonder of the heavens and the earth. A time to sing, a time to pray, a time to laugh and a time to play. The joy of creation, where all is one. An Earth of beauty, of prosperity, of hope and caring. A birth of great wisdom, a holiday of peace, to all of you living, this holiday is for giving. The child of wonder, so dear and so pure. To celebrate living, only once a year!
This holiday is for everyone, regardless of everything. Christmas is a time for holiness and love, peace enduring. What represents life and love and humanity, only comes to us, once a year.
Hail, oh brave ones, in this time of gladness, spread peace and joy and love and kindness. A short season of happiness and giving, of love, laugh, life and living.
To celebrate peace, only once a year. A marvelous birth, to bring us great joy. Lay down your weapons and war no more.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
December 20, 2014

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To be Strong

Hail Bravehearts

To rise, to shine, to glory. Hear us all the world. Hear us as we shout our praises, shout our joy, our love of creation and the need for peace on Earth. Hear us oh great thinkers, oh great peacekeepers, oh great minds. The unity of the planet is dear to us and the salvation of the great planet Earth is our conquest and our care. There is a time for peace and it is now, now in the quiet of winters sleep, when the Earth breathes deeply and slumbers in rest. Rest also, for the weary need their sleep and the Earth needs peace.
Hail, oh bravehearts, you champions of humanity. The world sees your deeds of greatness and aspirations with awe. So daring, so much courage, so much strength. Oh brave human, whose feats are so amazing, bring us your strength in human caring. The strong, the brilliant, the minds of great people. Cast aside your evils, your devils and step forward. The world needs your mightiness in peace and friendship, in fellowship and goodwill.
Praises, oh great human, for you have built cities, countries, international ties and journeys into space. For what unites us as humans, is great aspirations, great achievement and superb skill. All of us join in the quest to advancement, a quest where competition is not a war.

http://www.un.org/en/peacekeeping/ United Nations international peace keeping

Each day brings us forward, to hurdle our obstacles, to be champions of necessity, to overcome barriers. The need of the planet for diligence in environmentalism, for sound planning and community safety. The need to end the destruction of the forest, the over hungry and over population. Hail, great human for the listening skills that hear the call to rise above it and to end the misery of poverty and starvation.
Hear us, oh great people, of nations so wealthy, of slavery abolished and friendship so needed. Hear us, oh great land of productive harvests, of properly managed estates, of ending urban sprawl. Hear us as we praise you for the collective thinking that motivates us all and sends us to end the plunder of the planet, the plunder of the oceans and the great, marvelous forests. The forest creatures need their forest and the almighty human needs the air.
Praises! For in this time of winter sleep, of winter fun and winter play, the earth needs it’s quiet slumber and us, oh bravehearts need to plan. A life of conquest of yet another mountain, that trail that calls us, the skills of perfected training. The war on the planet kills all of us.
Our skills are of champions, our quest to conquer it all. The adventurer is a daring human, the skills to out manoeuver the competition, to compete at a level that excites us and to win a victory of unmatched achievement. Again and again, we rise to the challenge, to be the competitor, to be the victor, but oh great human, with lives so enduring, hail to all of you, for lives of great courage. For now, in the quiet of winters sleep, the planet calls your name and hails you. Peace, oh great ones, your wars are killing me.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
December 18, 2014