environment

walk the great wild
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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.

http://www.cbc.ca/natureofthings/episode/wolves-and-buffalo.html

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

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The birthing grounds
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The birthing grounds

Hear us! Calls the great wild! In your mind, in your conscience, we are yours. Hear us, almighty human, our mutual support protects this planet and together we are one.
We are your ancestors, your soul, your protection, your survival and your adventure. What great landscape thrives without us. Devoid of song, only the wind and the creaking trees, the rushing meditative sounds of streams and rivers, but no other life. No bird songs, no love calls, no chance for a glimpse of that animal majesty. No thrill of wonder at the beautiful creature. The docile doe and her shy fawn, the immense bear and her tiny cub. The howl of wolves and the chorus of coyotes. Not a sound.
The quiet rings with its earie silence. The showy flowers dazzle with brilliant colour. We are alone. Alone in the great wild, alone on the planet. Plunder no more, it`s gone forever.
The earth song of the creatures of the night has vanished. The daily sightings of wildlife is a memory of the aged mind. Imagination.
Lost to traffic, environmental damage, habitat loss, global warming, plunder and greed. The small fish flee from the nets cast out and squirm and wriggle to be free. Still the catch is plenty, but the tiny ones are gone. Too small and delicate for the harsh handling. A life too difficult to conquer.
The plunder of the birthing grounds is a challenge too great to bear.
Here, sighs the great planet. Your stomachs are full. Full of the offspring of adults long gone. A last birthing place, now silent. For you mankind long for the setting sun and the endless restful waves. The constant splashing and rocking, the peace, the tranquility, the calm. Your minds are clear and peace becomes you. The ocean fills you with meditative peace.
Gone are the voices of the disturbing birds, the call of their insistent racket. They steal your prey and fly off with your catch. The mighty whale sinks to the ocean floor, his food source vanished and love song dies.
Here! Almighty human, we know your name! cries the great planet. The creatures don’t please you. Only the wind, the rain, the storm, that’s all you want, that’s all that there will be. The birthing ground is plundered and no life will be saved.
EAT! Your stomachs will be full! EAT!

http://www.asoc.org/issues-and-advocacy/ross-sea-preservation

There is plenty, groans the planet. There is plenty.
The wild creatures hear your command, oh great mankind. You are the master, you are the champion, you are supreme. For you we vanish, we die, we perish. For you we stop breading, we stop eating, we stop being. For you are the master and we are nothing. We will stop eating your daily catch, stop intruding your playful waters, stop singing our songs of joy.
We loved the planet. We lived and played here, but now we are gone.

We beg no more. You almighty man have conquered and the great planet sighs and gives in. We are gone.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes
August 27, 2013

The call of the wild
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The call of the wild

Good Morning Bravehearts

As summer wanes to an end, your new adventures unfold.  The mighty landscape calls to us in its endearing voice.  Come to the challenge almighty human.   I call to you with the voices of all of my being.  The wind and rain, the voices of the wild creatures, the song that sings in your heart.  Hear me almighty human!, calls the great planet, a new adventure  for this day.

The fall signals the change of season, the early morning air  has a crisp chill and presents another danger.  Cold.  Be prepared.

The mountain creatures protect us from our exuberant, impulsive selves.  Don’t venture alone.  The wild landscape is a dauntless master, full of pitfalls.  Changeable weather, hypothermia, injury, cold waters, rough landscape.  The powerful predator reminds us, don’t venture alone.

We inhabit this great place, we are the keepers of these lands.  Your bullets might harm us, but we protect you.  Your image of us in your minds, remind you, don’t travel alone..  The powerful, swift, predator, the bear the cougar, the wary hunters the wolves all remind us of the dangers of the wild, but the wildlife can’t protect you from yourselves.  Don’t bother with your rifles almighty human, don’t travel alone.  Your rifles won’t protect you from the sudden change in weather, from burning sun to sudden squalls of rain, hail and snow.  The path becomes slick with mud and slippery footing causes injury.  The beating rain freezes your hands, your body and the wet rain soaks your skin.  You can’t escape the cold.  Leave your guns at home.  The predator can see you, but your own skills will save you.  Be prepared.

The fall brings out a new dimension in travel.  The seasonal change charges the wildlife with new purpose.   The hungry bears forage for food to increase their fat stores for long winter hibernation.

A call rings throughout the land.  A love song, a challenge, a call of competition.  The elk have started to rut and the mighty animal starts to herd  the females.  These are mine! he calls to the wind and he awaits the response of his foe.  The mighty foe responds with courage and the battle unfolds.  This is a dangerous time.  The wild life are focused on their perpetual survival.  The need for creation controls them and they surge with power.  No docile being is this immense creature.  They call the challenge to fight, to control the herd, to dominate, to win their might, their majesty, their right to mate.  The will to survive, to pass on the genetics of strength and of beauty.  The call of the challenge, the clash of the antlers, the battles, the dueling.  Don’t venture near. They charge intruders, animal life ,humans and sometimes vehicles.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cOaJ-wbMoRM

There are others, the sheep and the deer will mate as well.  The clack of their horns as they charge at each other.  Be careful!  They are dangerous, these are wild times.  The once wary animals are too focused on survival.  Be careful almighty human, caution in your travels, be prepared.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

August 26,2013

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And they are us
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And they are us

The heroes of the past haunt us with their defiant perseverance.  Here us,  oh mortal man, we are your blood, your kin, your heart, your soul, your mind.  We are your yesterdays, your todays and your tomorrows.  We are the spirits of the conscience that will not die.  We live forever, oh mortal human.  Live forever and you will never die.

We are the example of your spirit.  The uncontested might, the strength, the courage, the path less followed, but always sought after.  We are the yearnings of your soul.  The leaders of the pack, the fortitude of the confident, skilled, accomplished human from anywhere.  We choose ourselves, to be the champions, we choose our lives to be the heartbreak.  Follow our footsteps, everyday heroes, test your strength against ours and feel the worthy soul of a brilliant life, cast in clay, dust and joy.  All that we live for is joy.

Joy!  Feel your heart sing!  Your call to order.  Claim your place.  Choose your prize.  The hero is you.

To follow in the path of a brilliant ancestor is a call to challenge your own space and time.  Limitless resources, limitless time, limitless company.  The path is the same, the company different, the skills unknown.  Would you dare to pursue the same adventure?  Would you dare to be a voyageur?

http://www.tfo.org/emissions/rendezvousvoyageur/en/world/worklife/daybrigade.html

The rivers are still tumultuous.  As long as they ever were.  The North Saskatchewan River passes through three provinces.  The Columbia River’s headwaters are in Canada and it ends at the Pacific Ocean in the United States.  Hundreds of kilometers of travel in voyageur canoes. Would you be the awesome voyageur.  The weeks of travel in open canoes, paddling hundreds of kilometers of rivers, battling currants, weather and fatigue.  Epic voyages of grand adventure.  To retrace the paths of centuries old man.  To relive the challenge of that call to adventure, that companionship, endurance, nature and freedom.  The love of the open water, the risk and the self worth.  To be the champion!  To rise to the call  of your heart and your mind.  To cast aside the daily toil.  What is a human?  What is it that is humanly possible?  The unreachable star.

The test of strength is good for the body and the test of will is good for the mind.

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Fort-Langley-Canoe-Club-2013-Fraser-Brigade/195684620567080

Play!  The joy of being, the fun of it all.   Play!  For sport, for relaxation, for companionship, for fun and for your body.  Come you awesome human.  Follow your ancestors on a path to glory.  Come and join the grand adventure of your life.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OLCBXdTA0Yg

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

June 23, 2013

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A nomination for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award
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A nomination for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award

Very Inspiring Blogger Award

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Thank you to Gator Woman @ Very Inspiring Blogger Award (walkingwiththealligators.wordpress.com) for her generous nomination.  She has just won this prestigious award herself, for her continued efforts on behalf of the wild kingdom.  Inspiring indeed and a kindred spirit in the path that leads us to the speak for peace and preservation. I am honoured that you have chosen to nominate me and that you continue to read my words.

My blog is about my passions.  History, art, conservation, gardens, beauty and us, the human.  Our role and how we live it.  How joyous we are for the life that inspires us and the privilege to be the almighty human. That wondrous mankind.  The beauty of the Earth and the great good Earth, our home and our salvation.  Lucky are we to be the privileged inhabitants of this planet.

Thank you to Gator Woman for her constant comments, for her encouragement and her praise.

I live in a UNESCO World Heritage Site, Jasper National Park, Alberta, Canada.  The splendor of the view, the immaculate environment, the daily wildlife sightings, the privilege to have the honour of residency.

I work for the department of the environment, Parks Canada.

I have many passions but one of my favourites is to revitalize the past and to bring the lives of our ancestors forward as living, breathing, brilliant mankind.

I love gardens.

Hiking the trails takes me on a path of sound, sight, smell and quiet.  The constant calm, the great peace.  The peace of 500 year old man who settled with trade, pride and compassion.  The land of plenty.  The peace of 1000 year old man, who touched the soil and sailed away.  The peace of prehistory man who claimed the continent from north to south and thrived.

I love art.  It’s creative ingenuity and random precision are a curious combination.

The Earth for all that it gives us.  So much joy, so much wonder, it never ends.

The human, destinies unfold, brilliant mankind for all of the wonders of your mind.

Here are my favourites.  They reach out to that part of me that yearns for completion. (more aptitude and knowledge than I have)  Save us , almighty Earth.

FeyGirl
mangarbani
prophetbrahmarishi
Cristian Mihai
Jensera
Opinionated Man
Valeriu D.G. Barbu
Dover Beach
Roger Tharpe
Elk sparring at Jasper National Park, Alberta,...

Elk sparring at Jasper National Park, Alberta, Canada. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Voyageurs
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The Voyageurs

The dawn is breaking and the currant is forceful.   Onward, onward the paddle pushes through the water.  The morning echoes with the wakening of new life, a new day, a song from the forest, joy!

The rugged life of the everyday entrepreneur.  Constant travel, constant hardship, work all day, work most of the night.  On and on through the vast river system, through the lakes and to the fur trading posts, with canoes laden with goods for trade.  Freedoms sings it’s song in the mind, wealth creeps into view.  The tantalizing call of riches.  The wealth of the nation is in trade.  The doors opened to the adventurer.  To those so hearty that they could travel great distances with focus and determination.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voyageurs

To this end the change became the hired employee.  The race to conquer the nation, to fill the shelves with fur product, to make a fortune from the wealth of the land, attracted business entrepreneurs whose goal was to have it all.  From a life of  individual trade for profit to a life of the licenced, employed trader.  The business of trade boomed throughout the country.  Still the life of the voyageur was virtually the same as his predesessor.   Now, the trade was for a merchant, previously, it had been trade for themselves.

The rivers filled with hearty, strong, determined men, venturing on a highway of water.  The canoes travelling thousands of kilometers, the negotiation for trade.  It filled our lives, our dreams, our destinies.  The world of trade.  The world of fur.

For 350 years the Canadians ventured throughout the land in search of trading partners to expand their wealth.  Trading with the native peoples, then setting up traplines of their own.  The fur trade started in the 1500’s and ended in the 1870’s.

Negotiate.  The peaceful venture of business enterprise was the most fashionable and luxurious calling of all.  Profits on both sides, wealth and adventure.   The call of the wild was a call to prosperity.  Heed the call, almighty man.

The birch bark canoe, the voyageur canoe, the life of the land.  The peaceful settling of  a nation built on trade.  A nation built from the strength of human enterprise more valuable that any adversary or foe.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C8rGaj2Bt7A  heart chakra earth healing meditation

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

June 20, 2013

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David Thompson
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David Thompson

1814 map of the Pacific Northwest and central ...

1814 map of the Pacific Northwest and central Canada by David Thompson. The Kootenay River is shown near the bottom left as McGillivray’s River. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Always, there are heroes.  Always there are those whose feats are more daring, whose lives are more accomplished, whose endeavors more respected, whose praises more deserving.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Thompson_(explorer)

A name rings out from our history.  A name of the fur trade, a name of accomplishment, unparalleled achievement, a surprise!  A victory for us in the mapping of the land.  The long stretches of river lay before them, the endless land.  On it goes, seemingly forever.  The land, the water, the endless travel, the constant voyage.  How far?  To map the country, how far?

Day after day, the endless journey.  Mile after mile the endless mapping, negotiation, fur trading and establishing fur trading posts.   On and on into the annals of history for this one persistent and indomitable being.  The great negotiation saves us and the great negotiation lasts forever.

This almighty human was David Thompson and the great negotiation was his metis bride, Charlotte Small.  Together they travelled thousands of kilometers throughout the country.  On and on, mile after mile with a mission to accomplish an enormous feat.  The endless mapping, the constant surveying, the passion!  It must be done.  The thousands of kilometers of surveyed land all throughout Canada and Northern United States.

http://www.thefurtrapper.com/david_thompson.htm

To pass the route to another.  No more the unknown land.  No more the fear of failure, the lost souls of the misguided would now have a marked route, a secure map, a written guide.  Someone has gone before and secured the way, spoken to the people, traded, claimed the unknown, claimed the land and its people and saved their lives.

Oh, to be the aptitude of the brave and daring.  To set the pace of adventure, skills, knowledge and courage. To be the champion.

The vast river system of continental Canada and northern United States provided a lifetime of travel and adventure and professional pursuits as well.  From Ontario to the Pacific, down the Columbia River to it’s end at the Pacific Ocean, down to the Mississippi River,  along the boarder of Canada and the United States, north to Lake Athabasca.

The spirit soars in a human who has no disability, only a limp and the loss of site in one eye.  All of the surveying, the astronomical calculations, the travel by canoe, horseback, on foot, limping along an unknown course, his vision impaired by loss of site.  No disability here.  Only the passion, only the drive, only the will to succeed and the call of adventure.

Come, almighty man!  Becons the great unknown and the adventure begins.  It ends with the congratulation for the achievement “the greatest land geographer who ever lived”  For mapping millions of kilometers of land and producing maps so accurate they were used in Canada for approximately 150 years.

Hail bravehearts.  Let your stories be known.

In a nation of fantastic achievers, one name calls to us from the past.  I live forever.  I am David Thompson.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

June 17, 2013

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The Fur Trade
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The Fur Trade

The French fur trade was based in Montreal and...

The French fur trade was based in Montreal and the later British trade at York Factory. The shading shows Rupert’s Land (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Oh the wonder of it all.  The endless beauty, the landscape the forest, the smell, the  sound, the quiet, the glory!  The freedom of adventure, the challenge of skills, the might of our strength to be pitted only against ourselves with the adversary being the landscape.  Oh the land!  The call of the great wild.  To hear the sound of the soul searching cry.  Come, mankind, venture forth oh diligent and aspiring soul.  For the land becons the voyageur and it calls them by name.

Almighty man, it whispers, come harvest my treasure.

From all walks of life the hero responds.  The lure of the magic entices.  The earth song sings and the sirens of the great north call to the almighty human.  Walk my soil, forge my rivers, the catch lies just beyond.

Feel your strength as the paddle pushes through the water.  Stroke after stroke of the rhythmic beat.  The voyageur, with canoes laden with supplies, pushes onward to a destiny of treasure.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NzFHfS1BWm0

Fur.

The cry of the century and the wealth of the nation.  Fur!

http://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.com/articles/fur-trade

The  boastful preoccupation of a wealthy nation, the fur trade entices the entrepreneur.  Come, almighty human, into the land of plenty.  The trade in furs will make you rich and there is plenty.

Explore the great rivers in your birch bark canoes, in your voyageur canoes.  The nation opens its waterways to you and presents the thousands of kilometers of river systems throughout the land.

The vast watershed of lower Canada is accomplished.  Onward we push to the limitless north.  The Hudson Bay and the rivers beyond.  Up  to the forts of York Factory, where the trade in furs grows to coin, bullion, gold!  The land is rich in harvested fur.  The champions of navigation press onward through the river systems, the tributaries, the lakes, the voyage north to trade.  The fur trade opens the nation to commerce, entrepreneurialism, wealth, fashion, merchants, the gold of the country.

From province to province, to province the voyageur paddles on.  Prosperity, trade, union, negotiation all for the almighty man, be he the king of a great nation, the sovereign of a tribe, the Coureur de Bois.  All are connected to the forest, the rivers the place of prosperity.  Fur!  The cry of the aristocrat becons and the sovereign lord of the forest responds.

Hail, almighty human, the sword and the musket never raised against yea.  The trade of commerce is the negotiation of the nation.  Blend, you great human, you moral man.   The fur trade and the conquest of the river systems opens the world to the intelligent human.  Yes, the mortal strength of one man cannot accomplish feats so daring, but the might, the privilege, the brilliant mind, knows no other recourse than to win.  Win the trust of the people, win the support for the venture in trade and in human harmony we bond and become.

Hail, almighty human.  A collection of huts is a settlement, a sanctuary.  Home!  The country is called Kanata, that is HOME.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

June 14,2013

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Coureur des bois
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Coureur des bois

Bonjour, almighty human.  Welcome to this day.

This is an awesome day of great courage, adventure, exploration and discovery.  A day filled with the life of brilliant mankind, the negotiator, the peacekeeper, the intellectual, the athlete.

The investigation and settlement of our great nation comes from the brilliant aspirations of great minds, healthy bodies, bold and courageous spirit and constant daring.  To travel where no European had gone before.  To take the challenge of everyday courage and to explore a land of unknown peril,  sometimes, to fight the unbeatable foe.

To take up trade items and to develop trade routes through a land of changing conditions, constantly battling the weather,  negotiating treaties, fighting the currants of swift flowing rivers.  The constant negotiation for good relations, the constant perils of unseen deathtraps.  The unknown, always, the unknown.

The passage into the interior of the country was mainly by water. Rivers, lakes, canoes!  The canoe of the Coureur de Bois, laden with trade items to maintain the negotiated peace with the native peoples.  Trade for wealth, trade for exploration, trade for peace.  A land established by the peaceful negotiation of mutual prosperity.

http://firstpeoplesofcanada.com/fp_furtrade/fp_furtrade2.html

Hail Bravehearts!  For the peace amongst you was for the beneficial, mutual prosperity of the peoples of the nation.  The negotiated peace was trade to make your lives easier, trade to make your lives more secure, trade to reduce barriers, strengthen bonds, build congenial relationships, allow exploration and the building of forts and settlements.  Trade, without hostility, trade to connect to an unknown peoples, trade for influence and to reduce war faring.

Trade to encourage contact, to learn new ways, to respect.  Trade.  The nation was built from trade.  Not only trade in commodities, but trade in culture and language as well.  The curiosity of the peoples reduced their hardships and the mutual respect saved their lives.

The Coureur de Bois, with canoes laden with items for trade, navigated the lakes and river systems of this great land.  They explored the country, opened the nation, found new river highways to travel throughout the country.  They negotiated the great peace, survived the call to the wild.

Come, beckons the great land.  Come!

The courageous explorers paddled their canoes into the heart of the dark, foreboding stillness.  The great wild!  Where only the birds call and the penetrating quiet of life deafens the thunder of remote civilization.  Gone is the city.  Now, the only street is the river.  The thunder is now the rapids and the gossip comes from the birds.

Wonderful peace!  The wild allures.  The remote shore, the distant horizon, the untravelled land.  The unrivalled superiority.  All of this for the freedom of adventure, for the challenge of a great day, a life of unrivalled adventure.  All of this for the building of a great nation, a great life and a bold and daring existence.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coureur_des_bois

Welcome, to the Coureur de Bois for the lasting peace.  For exploration and community and for the fight that beats the unbeatable foe.

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes

June 13, 2013

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The St Lawrence River
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The St Lawrence River

English: Map of Jacques Cartier's second voyag...

English: Map of Jacques Cartier’s second voyage to North America in 1535-6. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Good Day!  You Awesome Human.

As we explore our great country through Rivers to Oceans week, we celebrate the daring, the courage, the monumental feats of bravery.  The country was explored and opened by brave hearts.

The exploration by Jacques Cartier in 1534 to 1542 was the first European exploration of the St. Lawrence River.

The oceans brought the European to the already well inhabited land.  The country had been populated for thousands of years already, by migrants who crossed the northern land mass and settled in  the continent.

The Europeans crossed the oceans in a daring adventure of exploration, to discover what lies beyond the horizon and to unite worlds separated by water, tides, waves, weather, distance and fortitude.

Only your dreams will push you on, only your nightmares will stop you!

The bold adventurers came, onward, onward, into the straits of the St. Lawrence and pushed their crafts farther into the heart of the nation.  The contact was made, the discovery excels.  A new people, a new world, new trade, new prosperity.   The St. Lawrence River was the channel of discovery for these fortunate mariners.  It brought them fame, fortune, trade and the exhilarating right of conquest.  It secured their mission, proved their aptitude, yes, almighty human, the doors to the nation opened and the country let them in.

The mighty St. Lawrence River was the pathway to prosperity, negotiation, settlement and pride.  Oh, you worthy stalwart, to set sail on that day, one day, for the quest of your lives, for the rest of your lives.  To be the history, the making of a great nation.  To be the almighty man.

That one awesome, inspired day, became the might and greatness of several great nations.  Jacques Cartier for France visited a country named for a collection of huts.  Kanata!  And so it was born.  Born from the passage of a great river, born from the passage of a great ocean.  Born from brilliant aptitudes of navigation, sailing, shipbuilding, negotiation, leadership, compassion and daring.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacques_cartier

The bold adventurer seeks the challenge and the brilliant aptitudes achieves it.

The consequential negotiation brought fantastic prosperity to France.  The oceans yielded a seemingly unlimited harvest of fresh fish for the hungry. Food in abundance, led early settlers to a new land, a new life of promise.  The negotiation was successful, colonization was possible.  The impossible dream would be attempted.

For France the colony meant new lands, new life, new wealth.  The daring challenge was met, the conquest told.  Oh you fortuitous stalwarts, climb aboard.  Climb aboard for the adventure of you life.  There’s no looking back.  And so they did.   Pioneers who could settle an unknown nation, with unknown plants and soil.  To cut a tract of land for farming, build houses, invent.   To set the course of history.  To be the indomitable human.

http://suite101.com/article/jacques-cartier-and-charlesbourgroyal-a173492

The first colony was on the banks of the mighty St. Lawrence River.  It didn’t last, but the failure didn’t stop  them.  Another attempt would be made.

Rivers to Oceans.  This week is for us. This is our cultural heritage.  From rivers and oceans our nation was born.

Hail, almighty human.

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

June 12, 2013

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