the negotiated peace

This Darkest Day
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This Darkest Day

 

Hail, oh you awesome ones.

The winter solstice is upon us, the shortest day of the year.  The longest night, the darkest day.

http://www.usatoday.com/story/tech/sciencefair/2015/12/20/winter-solstice-first-day-of-winter/77667242/  The Winter Solstice

A multitude of shiny lights, shine a path of glittery colours as we walk through the town.  Christmas lights, Christmas joy, the night will fade and pass as we cover our homes with bright lights and dazzling displays of colour, to greet you.  The longest night becomes the most brilliant night as we pass along the streets, admiring the creativity and the view.

The sleepy Earth covers her head with a soft blanket of snow and we, on the surface rise to the grandeur of the holiday season.  It is with great joy, that we welcome this darkest night, and we sing the praises of the divine.  It is with great joy that we welcome this holiday season and sing the praises of the creator.  This most awesome dark night, this most awesome short day, will start a holiday time of peace, sharing and goodwill.  This most awesome winter solstice, will mark the start of a journey to celebration of joy most high.  The joy of the great divine.  The joy of song, of merriment, of laughter, of togetherness.

Hail, all you brave ones.  The journey to peace and happiness starts with your courage to pursue it, your unrelenting devotion to it. Hail all you brave ones, this shortest of days is a praiseworthy day.  A day to sing, to turn on the Christmas lights, to light the way for others.  This is the great, high holiday season, full of light, brightness and joy.  It starts with the shortest day, the longest night, the most dark and the most joyous, festive season.  This is a good day. No, a great day.  This day is a blessing to us.

Shine your lights, oh joyous merrimakers.  Sing and play and rejoice!  The holiday season is upon us. Fill your day with grateful praises, fill your lives with love and sharing, fill your homes with warmth and friendship.  These long, dark days of winter are a wonderful time of celebration.

Bright lights, sparking streets, festive  homes, good cheer, good will, joy!  This is the season of joy!

Snow, you dark and blizzardy sky, bring us the storms of winters night.  We step out into the cold and smile.  The winter.  A fabulously special time of year, with fun, celebration, holiday, good cheer and snow.

Inside each warm and comfortable home, stockings hang by the fire.  A tree is erected with lights and ornaments, bright and cheerful, festive and fun.   The home smells of baking and holiday making, the fire lights our path.  We sing with praises and gladness.  This dark, long night, gives us a great gift.  It gives us winter!  It starts with a holiday, so immense that the whole world sings.  It gives us praises to the great divine and praises to the one on high.  We, the world of mortal beings, rise in song and celebration.  Hail, you most brilliant being, light our world on this dark day and rise to sing and dance with us. For joy and celebration is upon us and we rejoice in it.  Blessed winter, blessed holiday, blessed  holy one.

Sing, all you wonderful ones, for on this short and dark day, we are given a gift of great tidings.  We are given a holiday, a celebration and a miracle.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

December 21, 2015

The Wonderful Winter
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The Wonderful Winter

Hail, all you awesome ones!

The temperatures fall.  It’s cold outside.  Time to pull out the woollies, change to thermals and warm, specialized fabrics.  Time to pull out the sleighs, toboggans, skates, skis, snowboards, snowmobiles and snowshoes.  Time for winter!  Time for that specialized season of cold!

The sidewalk is bare from constant shoveling, drifts pile high and the car won’t start.  The giddiness of the festive season is upon us.  Bright lights, holiday cheers, warm welcomes, smiles and gifts.  A fabulous start to the quiet of winter, as we spend our money, plan our holidays and wish each other well, as winter’s nasty colds poke their way in. The headiness of a bustling summer is behind us.  Time to take a break and relax by the fire, bake up a storm and be happy.  Happy to relax, to watch our favourite sport, to sing holiday carols and to play in the fantastic snow!  Our economic wonder, snow!  A blessing that we don’t pay for, brought to you by the great planet.  Enjoy your winter!

We head off to ice caves, ice water falls, frozen rivers and slippery surfaces.  We head off to natural wonder, to awesome delight in the planetary change.  We are tourists in our own town, visiting the sites, bragging about the awesome wonder of the scenery, drinking the local brew and listening to the home grown bands.  We know everyone. Every face is familiar.  Each store has it’s unique specialty and the restaurants offer discounts to us starving hoards, who savor the goodness of every bite.  Laughing and playing, we love this season.  It gives us time to visit.

As wonderful as life is in the carefree summer, winter brings it’s own delight.  For those of us here in this tiny, multicultural town, winter brings us time.  Time to refresh, time to enjoy, time to stay awhile, to visit and to reunite with each other.

The festive season is starting, preparations are being made.  Holiday parties, good friends, family and cheer.  The warmth of the season, when the cold is put at bay.  A change in season is good for us.  It lets us rejoice in a whole new splendor.  Indoor coziness, outdoor frigidness, harmony, balance and avoiding frostbite.  We love this cold winter weather, when the great outdoors turns on the lights early, and we can view the splendor of the stars, planets, even the northern lights in an early, after dinner hour show.

The moon shines a path of white and the glistening snow sparkles and shines our way.  The sun sets early and rises late and the dark is upon us.  We rise in the dark, go home in the dark, and are thankful for the blessings that inventors make.

Hot chocolate and ginger snaps, sweets and treats, this is the time of year to be happy.  A blessing to share, carols to sing, a jingling of jingle bells, rings and rings.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

November 29, 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

The Real Santa Claus
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The Real Santa Claus

Hail Bravehearts

The holiday season is upon us, filled with love, light, peace and happiness.
Joy to the world, even nature sings!
Some lucky people witnessed the unusual event of a caribou sighting at Marmot Basin Ski Area, Jasper National Park on December 17, 2014. Eight handsome caribou, made a grand appearance on the ski run. These are eight of only 41 left in the Park.
The significance? Come Dasher, come Dancer, come Comet, come Vixen, come Prancer, come Cupid, come Donner, come Blitzen, and the rarest of them all, the Mountain Caribou.
My photo shows a female caribou and her calf on a snow patch, taken from the top of the Mt Edith Cavel Meadows, in July 2014. We needed binoculars to see them.

http://www.thejasperlocal.com/caribou-make-rare-appearance-as-closures-loom.html Caribou sighting at Marmot Basin, Jasper,Alberta, December 17, 2014

The Christmas season is heralded by a merry old gent in red who brings us gifts of Christmas joy. No poverty during this warm season of friendship, worship and brotherly love. The real Santa Claus is not an elf, but a real person, so revered for his abilities to enact miracles. A marvelous human being with powers so great that he could raise the dead and bring gifts of gold to the needy.

Miracles! The holiday season is filled with joy and fellowship. A miracle of humanity and community sharing, of peace and goodwill. The merry old gent, who fills your stocking, is a saint of immense proportions for humanity. His story is told and his contributions deserve our continued respect. Jolly old St. Nicholas who helped to ease the needs of the poor in his day, is remembered still as Santa Claus.

http://www.stnicholascenter.org/pages/who-is-st-nicholas/ Who is St. Nicholas, the real Santa Claus.

Merry Christmas to all of you. Happy holiday season.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
December 24, 2014

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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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Winter’s Dream

Hail Bravehearts

Wonderful life, wonderful experiences, wonderful joy. A season of giving is awaiting us, full of joy, compassion for mankind, generosity and caring, wonder and glory, goodwill to all of the world.
Oh cherished hope, of life worth living, of kings and mightiness and power. Oh cherished love of all that’s human, all that’s created, all that’s living. Oh cherished wonder of God most high, of beings invincible, and power unconquerable. Live forever, in the hearts and minds and souls of mortal men, who know the logic and reasonability of peace and love and brotherhood. Live forever, oh dear one, and teach and preach forever.
Peace! The sound resonates and fills our ears.
Love! The emotion of all encompassing acceptance.
Brotherhood! And brothers all are we.
The dead of winter is upon us. The earth has covered it’s landscape for a cold winter’s sleep, the bears den and the rives and lakes freeze. The dead of winter, with renewed life, renewed hope. Joy, for in this time of sleep and slumber, precious new life is born!
Praises! Praises to the world! Praises all yea people! Praises all mankind! For new life, new love and new peace will be born to you and you will be filled with gladness! Praises!
Of kings and kings, glory on high, peace on earth and love to fellow man. Of joy and wonder and hearts filled with gladness, oh season of holiness, last all year long, and bring peace and kindness to all of us, on this great, good planet Earth.
The joy of giving, the joy of saving, the joy of creation. Oh wondrous life, oh happy life, for humanity calls us and we all share. Now, in this time, of quiet and darkness, we live in the dream time of eternal peace.
Oh brave new world, where poverty vanishes, where starvation ends, where loves reigns high. Oh brave new world, where peace and compassion and brotherly love are most dear to us. The joy of giving, the joy of living. Oh great wondrous love, to all of the world, peace. Peace. Oh brothers and sisters, peace.
The immortal souls of wondrous humans, of creativity and giving. A gift of love that lasts forever, an eternity of persuasion to be kind and caring. Nurture and care. For in that quiet moment of connected thinking, the world spins with hope for healing. Heal us, oh great masters, the world needs your focused minds and your great deeds. Heal us, oh great masters, your wisdom and knowledge will surround us and keep us whole.
In this quiet time of winter sleep, we wake to the works of the almighty and dream of glory of peace on Earth, of goodwill and hope and comfort. Heal us, oh great masters, your words and deeds comfort us, for we are all just humans here, with frailties and failings and need. Nurture and care. For all of the world needs kindness and giving, love and peace and compassion for all beings. The Earth astounds us with its beauty and grandure and we are so amazed.
Come, almighty ones, focus your brilliant minds and the souls of our ancestors call to us with wisdom and courage. Rejoice, oh brave humans, for all is not lost, the world gives us answers to the questions we ask and the answers to our questions lie in the quiet of the winters dark sleep, where the celestial calls us to rise to glory, to love and acceptance and to shout the words:
Peace on Earth! Goodwill to all men.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
December 10, 2014

A Great Escape
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A Great Escape

Good Day Bravehearts

The splendid great wild, with its remote and awesome places. Here, in a world class national park, a UNESCO world heritage site, we live and play and hike to our hearts content. The world of opportunity knocks and we respond with enthusiasm, for the endless adventure in hiking the great wild.
This week, we travel into a remote and little known mountain pass, high up in the alpine. where the curiosity of remote, wild adventure takes us. Ever cautious, we prepare for all weather, rain suites, first aid kits, water ,sunscreen, food, insect repellent, hat, gloves, binoculars and cameras, maps and gps.   It can be cold in the alpine, with changeable weather and here it can be blistering hot, or freezing rain, sometimes turning to hail or snow. We all pack bear spray.
It’s been a good year for bears. Many sightings of females with two and three cubs and the powerful grizzly bear has made her presence well known, with frequent sightings and photo chances of her and her healthy offspring. The alpine is a favorite place of the grizzly and we don’t want to startle one, so our group is large and loud. It’s better to be safe, with large numbers, so the resident predator hears us coming.

The climb is steep and the footing is uneven.  We spent three hours hiking to this remote place, high up into the alpine for a view of the glaciers on another mountain range.  The intermittent showers cooled us and the climb was not as difficult as it sometimes is.

http://www.pc.gc.ca/eng/pn-np/ab/jasper/index.aspx  Jasper National Park

Our fathers fought for this great land.  A magnificent mountain range in a far off place.  They fought for  freedom, for prosperity, for a better world and here, in a remote and little known mountain pass, we enjoy and praise the brilliance of that choice.  To protect the land, to save it for future generations, relatively untouched, preserved and intact.  A home for the wild and an escape for us.

We are early in this years adventure.  The spring was late and the wild flowers are not yet as showy as they will be.  But also, we have left the great bear behind us, to forage in the valleys until the alpine will give them a meal.  They will be here soon.

Today, the pass is for us, with only the calls of the birds and the rushing water, the insects and the wind.

The far off glacier is the head waters of our rivers and the source of our daily water supply.   Protected high up in a mountain top, the glacier lies in its own protected domain.  Remote enough, that it is rarely visited and high enough that is remains intact.  The grand great wild, providing fresh drinking water for us and the planet.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AF05-slHnNk  Fukushima

These rare, protected places, great mountain ranges like the Rocky Mountain National Parks are home to the awesome wild, the glaciers and the beautiful flowers. The power of the earth lies in these special protected places, where only the fortunate few can roam.  Our drinking water, our air supply, our dark sky,  our much needed connection to the natural world.

Here is where we live and play and praise the foresight of brilliant people who saved this land for us to enjoy.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

 

It’s Only a Tree
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It’s Only a Tree

Good Day Bravehearts

The forests of our country are a milestone of preservation. Intact lands, intact lives, intact preservation. The delicate balance of satisfying the needs of competing interests while we grow and prosper, but still fulfill the needs of the great land. The earth cannot survive without the large expanse of lands and environmental protection has called us all to be watchful of the contamination and ruin of the earth. Another mountain of preservation destroyed, another hard fought victory to win. It only takes a few minutes to destroy, what has taken a milenium of earth years to build. A forest, brought down by over harvesting. The balance of the environment overturned. The delicate marshes and the songs of the birds, happily existing in the structure of an ecosystem, so uniquely contrived and so exquisitely orchestrated. The balance of life in the land of the great wild.
The fabulous wild, where the predators roam and quietly, stealthily stalk their prey. A harvest of the weak to strengthen the strong, and to cull the over abundance of grazing and browsing prey. The forest needs the predator, to save it’s new growth, and to take a stand for the preservation of large landscapes.
The balance is superb! The forest thrives and the lives of the living, fill their world with the earth songs of their making.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BickMFHAZR0 The Most Amazing Thing About Trees.

The joy of the wild as it sings the song of the earth to us, the great human. Save us! Only in saving the great wild, will the human be able to save themselves. The preservation of the forest, for our own clean air, for oxygen, for shade, and the protection of the soil. The trees are a necessity. Food, shade, warmth, air, environmental protection and decoration. The varieties are immense and all so different. Large and small with canopies for shade, or strength for wind protection. A tree, such a common plant, so needed and so fragile.
Our houses, from their wood. Furnishings, flooring, cabinetry, whole fields of study from the common tree. Carpentry, logging, forestry, massive business enterprise and international trade. Wealth from wood, paper from by product, our logging industry employs thousands.
Hail to the almighty human, for ingenuity and invention. Your awesome minds and clever imaginations save you there, but lack of foresight is the curse of the human.
Oh brilliant ones, you cannot stop your thinking. The wide expanse of knowledge becomes you and the perpetual motion of time turning to wealth propels you. No poverty there. A world without end. It has to be.
So, brave hearts, as the world turns and another day is upon us, the call from the wild is more urgent and compelling.
Come! calls the great land. Visit and explore. Come to the luxury, to the beauty, to the serenity of the wild! Come to the adventure, to explore and discover. The earth sings, oh great human, don’t be the last.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
July 1, 2014

The Water Highway
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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