Those Special Wolves

Those Special Wolves

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.  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.  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


The Wolves of Yellowstone

Good morning Brave hearts!

The adventure begins, again! Lofty souls with high aspirations, lofty minds with virtuous goals. The spirit awakens to the joy of the day. A beautiful day, filled with the radiant beauty of the Earth.
Oh powerful orb of life in the universe. The creation of another day is the awakening of the dawn of life. Persistent animals and persistent plant life, thriving on a planet so amazing. The persistent planet, creating life, throwing more and more of its creation onto it’s surface. Live all creatures, sighs the great planet. Each and every one of you has it’s place on this great Earth.
The interconnection of ecosystems as they thrive in abundance, comes from the delicate balance of survival. The fittest are strong at each level of the food chain and the lush and nourishing environment survives.
A success story emerges, from a land of protected wilderness. The cry of the wolf as it sings its song to the Earth. It’s song of thanks and survival in a land of previous desolation to this wild animal. A land of previous culling and constant hunting and extermination. A land where the wild were no longer understood and the call of the wolf died in eerie silence. Gone from the land, gone from their lives and gone from the great wild.
Now the majestic beast has returned, reintroduced to a hostile and foreboding land of merciless hunting. Now protected instead of despised, the healthy hunter has regained the wild.
Hail, almighty human, for the understanding of the will of the great planet, for death no more to the mighty hunter, for research and experiments and environmental protection. The call of the wolf as it sings to you on this day. We are saved!
The experiment in Yellowstone National Park in the United States tells a tale of wildlife and landscape interconnection that hails of the virtues of this predator. The thriving, healthy population of the wolves has changed the land in Yellowstone and increased the beauty of the Earth in this park. The healthy predator, culling the week, preventing overpopulation of its prey, preventing over browsing of shrubs and trees and allowing the growth of saplings and regeneration of the forest.
An interesting experiment in wildlife interconnectivity. Why did the great Earth create the wolf? To sustain it’s environments, brave hearts, to send the predator into the wild, to protect the great landscape. To protect the forest and the other wild animals. The interconnection of life in the wild.
Hail, almighty human, for the wisdom of this fine and brilliant experiment. For the protection of the wild and the great beauty of the Earth. For the lives of the great hunters sing in joy and praises. We live! Our pups will be born this spring and we no longer starve!
Praises almighty human, you save us!

the wolves of Yellowstone – How Wolves change rivers

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
February 17, 2014

walk the great wild

walk the great wild

Good morning Bravehearts.

Another awesome day, just for you. The great planet brings forth another day, the sun shines, the world rejoices, the call of the planet becons us. Your rise to glory, to fulfil your duty, to learn, to explore, to achieve.
Here is your duty, oh brilliant mankind. To save the great planet, the great celestial birthing place. All the others, devoid of life. Only us, in this immense galaxy.
The birthing place.
Songs of joy ring out as parents greet their own newborn. Tiny, precious offspring of love and kindness. The joy of creation, of wonder, of hope and compassion. A child! A gift! Oh happy parents, a gift of great joy. Yours! This child is yours!
The watchful, protective parent draws the child close to it and the family unit is one.
Imagine, oh mankind, the whole world that way. The life force of the great planet provides it`s own creativity. Each land produces plant and animal life unique to that space. Unique ecosystems, landscapes, peoples, weather patterns, crops, wildlife and plant life. Unique challenges for all life to bear, but all necessary for the interactive survival of each one.
The food chain sustains us. We ourselves are the most aggressive predator. Our diet is the most diverse. We encompase the globe and have global curiosity and plunder.
The starving planet provides less and less as the human population explodes. 7 billion and rising and our food sources decline.
The wolf howls his distant call. Hear us! Oh great mother! Hear us, oh great planet! We starve! There will be no pups this year! No more the wild herds of caribou, the battling elk, the deer. Lost to us is our own food source. There will be no pups this year!
The great planet moans and sighs its own grief. The wolves are a creation and a creature of the immense landscape of wilderness. They are a necessary predator, who keeps populations healthy by culling the weak. They take the old, the sick, the lame, the weak and only reproduce according to their environments. If the environment is strong and the food source sustains them, there will be offspring. Otherwise not.

In the wild, this scenario is commonplace. If the animal isn’t healthy enough, the offspring won’t be born.
7 billion, oh great human, 7 billion almighty man.
One more brilliant child joins us on the planet. Who can deny you your birth right? Your right to be born, to live, to life, to liberty. Who can deny you your place on this earth? Who can accuse you? Who can challenge you? Who can say no. Dearly begotten and most loved child, you too are a creation of the Earth.
The Earth sighs, oh wondrous being, you are the great human. You are the superior being. You are the brilliant one. Peace to you and all of you. All over the world, your lives of daring adventure. Protect your landscapes and the great wild. The awesome ocean and the tangle of rain forest.
The Earth sighs. Protect me, almighty human. Protect my needs to create, to give life, to be free! Freedom to create new species, to save the ones I have. To create environments of clean air and clean water. To create environments of wildlife and beauty. Hear me, almighty human. I starve with the starving animals, the loss of habitat plunders my regions and destroys my health. I too, mankind, have become weak. I put another shoot of grain for you to eat as my own environments starve and vanish.
Hail mankind, for your brilliant mind, your curiosity, your bravery. Hail mankind, for the being that you are. Bold, brave, intelligent. Save us, mankind.

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes
September 2,2013