Hail to you oh moral human.
Cast out the evil of insistent intruders, the interlopers who pry into your lives. Your own domain houses your privacy and only the chosen ones enter your lives. This place of peace and prosperity for you. Share it wisely.
The plunder of the planet is a constant concern. Another building constructed on green space, another housing development on acres of previously held farmland. More housing for the masses, less farmland for our crops. Oh feed us, almighty planet, from whatever nutricious soil is left.
The housing crisis is a serious detriment to the planet. One more apartment complex for the ever increasing numbers of single people. Single from divorce, from circumstance or from choice. The single population puts an unnecessary demand on the planet. Another home just for one, another apartment, just a bachelor, just for one. More and more space put aside for people who can’t, won’t or don’t want to share.
The rising cost of utilities to heat homes just for one. The rising cost of infrastructure to accommodate all of those buildings which have so many people living alone. Another apartment building with one bedroom and bachelor apartments, just for one, but the social and economic stress is high. All of that costly infrastructure, all of that costly development, all of that costly land put into apartments, condominiums and one bedroom bungalows, just for one person. Our taxation skyrockets to fulfill the requests of plunder. Our housing shortage is an artificial number. It’s contrived by the growing numbers of families ousted from housing by single people living alone.
Development becomes excessive. The family is abused by inappropriate housing. All that’s available is a one bedroom accommodation. All that’s available is a bachelor apartment. Where will they stay?
The demographic study shows more demand for housing. Complexes are built to fulfill needs to repair the costly demands of single people. All that space, all of that land, all of those utilities, to provide for the comfort of one person.
Price increases, taxation skyrockets, the land succumbs to yet another development, farming and farm land decreases, wild spaces vanish, the city encroaches. With yet another dwelling comes more shopping malls, more roads, more utility lines, more plunder and more crowding.
The large companies who house work crews have a genuine need for bachelor apartments. A person stationed in an area temporarily needs accommodation. The difference in value, between hotel living and providing an apartment is high in cost. The consumer pays the price. The value of commodities essential for living escalates to pay for housing for work crews who cannot find accommodation. Hotels welcome them, but society pays their wage. Every cost is returned to the consumer and housing costs for travelling crews is high.
Affordable housing becomes the demand of the day and another productive farm is overtaken by development. Where will our grocery come from? Our negotiations are stable, we can always purchase from abroad.
Almighty human, with the earth so fragile, each decision is an important one. Housing is always a crisis. Food and food production is always a crisis. The preservation of the environment is crucial.
Before you venture out on your own, think about the planet and your own safety. Your family and your roommates protect you and the social costs of people living alone is too high for our fragile environment to bear.
written by Dr Louise Hayes
October 6, 2013
population density
Solstice
Hail Brave hearts!
It’s officially fall. The autumn colours of the landscape are changing and a new brilliant hue of colour is upon us. This almighty man, is the land of our forefathers. The land of pristine beauty, of awesome wonder, of dreams fulfilled, of courageous challenge. A land for bold and daring adventure, a life of freedom. A new way, a new path to follow a new quest.
Here, almighty man, is the great land! All of your strength, all of your courage, all of your skills, all of your brilliance and all of your compassion.
Fine negotiator who accepted cultural diversity and multiculturalism as a natural human condition. Fine negotiator, whose attempts to assimilate brought peace and prosperity to the land. Clever peacemaker who spied an opportunity and felt a responsibility to save.
Save us! Called the dying as they slipped away. The path to prosperity was too difficult and too isolated.
Compassionate human, who lived so well, with such apparent ease, with prosperity, luxury and time for leisure pursuits. Art, games, athletics, tests of skills and feats of daring.
This is the new world. Lucky are we to be the fortunate ancestors of accepted mankind in a world so daunting and dangerous.
The pristine wilderness unfolds before us and calls it endless call to follow. Come, great human, into the great wild, whispers the forest, sings the rivers and howls the wind. Experience this peace and hear our song, we sing to you mankind, freedom!
Freedom! It echoed in the ears of our forefathers as they arrived by the boatload to inhabit a land of unknown challenges. A promise of lives fulfilled, dreams come true, plenty for all. The negotiated peace brought with it nation building, agriculture, economics, land, contentment and relaxation. Escape to the new world.
Gone was the overburdening landlord and the endless struggle against taxation. The homesteaders came to farm the land and now there is a harvest. It is fall, the colours are changing, the fruit is ripening, the food is abundant.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homesteading
http://www.motherearthnews.com/homesteading-and-livestock/living-the-good-life-zm0z12aszkon.aspx
Still, in our modern homes, we hear the voices of wisdom persistently nudging us. Move forward, brilliant human, but keep the past with you. Don’t forget your daring ancestors, that brave wilderness birth, the fear, the sorrow, the overwhelming pain. Don’t forget us mankind. Don’t leave the past behind. Remember the great peace that saved us and that is our duty to retain. The great peace, in a world of hardship, with a call to duty to overcome the challenges, inhabit all of the land, build a civilization, farm the land, be the almighty human! No so, bravehearts. Without the great peace, all would be lost.
Now, in this time of joy, when the crops are harvested, food is plenty, the winter is cared for, survival is promised. Now we rejoice in the autumn, with it’s changing colours, it’s cooler temperatures, it’s gifts from the earth.
The animals mate and they too will survive. The great earth, full of miracles, provides again.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
September 22,2013
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Paint your palet
Still the wild calls us. It’s perfect hues. It calls to our instincts, our passions and our joy.
Here, almighty man, whispers the forest. Come walk my trails, into the secrets of my wooded landscapes. It is autumn and my continually changing attire is now ablaze in fall colour. My own berry harvest is ripe and ready. I fed your ancestors, they walked these trails, full of purpose and determination. Yes, mankind, you will survive. The negotiated peace prevails and you, brilliant one, have achieved your goal.
Your goal to prosperity, to the rugged landscape, to the great wild, to the pursuit of inner peace.
Hail, almighty man, for the great negotiation of a multi culture society.
The great Earth cloaks itself in the unrivalled beauty of its colourful landscape. The changing populations of flowers each with delightful colour and purpose. The early bold display arising from a winters sleep is soon overwhelmed by the spring blooms. Now it is fall, time to put it all away. Time to harvest the crops and to bring the abundance of the land into your home.
The Earth sustains us, as it sustains all of its creatures. The powerful bear, preparing for a long winters nap, will fill itself on the fall berries. Berries for the pregnant mother, berries for the tiny infant to be born next spring. All in a prepared cycle of life and living.
The powerful bear will sleep a blissful winters sleep, away from the curious, the elements and the cold. The wild land will provide a soft, dry den of quiet protection and the mighty bear will drift into a tranquil rest. The earth provided an abundant harvest and the bear will arise with cubs in the spring.
The changing seasons is a changing world for us as well.
The season of the harvest is a time of plenty.
No one is hungry here. No humans, no wildlife, no creatures. The earth provides for what it creates and the wild sustains the wild.
No plunder here. The immense landscape protects a tiny fraction of the populace of wildlife that the earth creates. This small tract of land continually provides for grazing animals, hungry predators and contented birds. The web of life and the interwoven dependence of life is fulfilled in some small, protected lands where encroachment is limited and hunting prohibited. These select few are an example of the biodiversity of the planet. One small area of pristine environmental integrity, set aside for the earth to decide.
In these small areas, the earth chooses the numbers and variety of the species of plant and animal life. Mankind is a visitor to these realms. These realms of abundance, no poverty, no plunder, no starvation here. These are the sanctuaries of the planet, no matter how large, they are too small. Too small for the vast numbers of fishes in the waters, too small for the vast numbers of birds in the sky, too small for the populace herds of ungulates and too small for the density of predators. Here, the earth lives, its populations thrive, it plants its seeds of joy, of regrowth of rebirth.
Almighty human, sighs the earth, I need more.
http://www.pccanada.com
http://www.nps.com
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
September 16,2013
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Today
Good Day to you, greatness.
This is the day. Shall we choose the precious orb of life, the great oasis, the creation, the power, the unending beauty, the adventure, the life? Shall we choose the awesome wonder, the star struck heavens, the celestial glory?
Shall we walk with our ancestors into the adventure, any adventure. The adventure of culinary delights, of myth and fantasy, of strength and beauty, of daring, of nurture, of places and time, of the future, of structure, of creation. The adventure of compassion, of caring, of daring to take a stand, for our todays, our yesterdays and our tomorrows.
Hear me, almighty man, calls the ocean. I rock your boats, you play in my waves, the sound of the waters lulls you with tranquil rest. The water sounds soothe the raw nerves and the playful waterfalls entice.
Hear me almighty man, calls the wind. I rustle the branches and whistle through your windows. I am your gentle breezes, your thunderstorms and your weather.
Hear me almighty man, cries the great forest, our lives takes your breath away.
The planet moans from its depths, 7 billion.
In one square kilometre the earth easily houses 5000 people. In one square kilometer it would also house 5000 plant and animal beings.
The oasis comes to mind, the Serengeti, the Amazon, the Ross Sea.
http://www.stuff.co.nz/environment/9134466/Fears-Ross-Sea-plans-could-be-huge-mistake
Please read the articles and make a stand to protect the great wild.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
September 6, 2013
The Ross Sea
Hail, oh brilliant mankind.
Rejoice in life everlasting, in a world of beauty and adventure. In a world of pristine places, enchanting beauty, thrilling adventure.
Hail mankind for being the glorious perceivers of it all.
To venture into the great wild, to swim and play in the clear, clean waters. To feast on the bountiful harvest and to reap the rewards of the great planet.
Hail mankind, for achieving your duty to yourselves. All aptitudes are praised, all are accepted, all are achieved. Your duty to yourselves is accomplished. The world has quieted its throngs of birds and massive migration of wildlife. The quiet is upon us and the tranquil waters soothe the soul.
Peace. Peace to you almighty man. Rest your weary head. So much to do, so much to see, so much to accomplish. One day, only this day, but it is the only day.
Soon mankind, the great planet will concede.
Gone will be the sound of the nesting birds, gone will be the seafaring life, gone will be the catch of the day, the pride of the mariner, the joy of the ocean festivals. Gone will be the harvest from the sea, the way of life, the nets cast into the seas and filled with food. Gone will be the fisheries and the awe inspired by the interplay of aquatic life. The varieties that intrigue us and the nourishment that sustains us.
Throughout our histories the sea has always provided. The catch of the day has always been on our menus and we have always relied on the ocean to provide. Almighty man, the weary wildlife can sustain us no more. The plunder is too great and there are too many to feed.
Awesome human, the last refuge of the great ocean is too fragile for your needs.
http://www.lastocean.org/Ross-Sea/Last-Ocean-New-Zealand–__I.103
The call to the great wild has always been a bold and courageous endeavor for the human. Fraught with dangers, roaring rivers, waterfalls, blistering heat, freezing temperatures, predators, cliffs, injury, hunger. Yet the pristine wilderness lures us with adventure. The call to the wild is a call of emotion. The wild! It`s for your soul, for your heart and for your mind. It temps us with it`s imagination, it`s unknown perils, it challenges, it`s adventure. It calls us still.
It calls us to paint the great landscape and whatever dwells within. It calls us to roam the hillsides and test our athletic strengths and it call us to compassion, to nurture and care. To see the world from the eyes of the creator. All of this for you blessed human, nurture and care.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ross_Sea
No plunder, no greed, only the moral man, the blessed human with contract in hand.
Save us, almighty human, sighs the great planet. Plunder no more.
The wild species only produce to their food source. As their food source declines, they also decline. The food chain is interrupted. No food for the hungry, no rest for the weary, your nets will be empty, the love song will end and they will reproduce no more.
Hail, to you almighty human, with contract in hand, to end it all or to save it all, rejoice and be happy, oh great human, for life never ending and for prosperity to all.
Written by Dr. Louise Hayes
September 3, 2013
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
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
Clean Air Day
Before the Air Pollution Control Act of 1955, air pollution was not considered a national environmental problem. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Save the forest! Save the trees! Plant a tree a shrub a bush a flower. These plants are our salvation, they are our clean air.
Save me, sighs the great planet, I need the forest for my lungs. I need that immense diversity of plant life so that I can breathe. It’s not enough to clean the air with anti-pollution devices. Cleaning the air doesn’t create oxygen. I need the mighty forest, the green earth to breathe.
Breathe mankind. The clean air keeps you healthy. No airborne diseases and pollution ridden skies. The clean air is your health and your life.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rOCy7FYwN6E
Almighty human, with your immense mind, your brilliant aptitude, your compassion and nurturing. Save us, calls the Earths creatures. This is our home!
http://www.sustainability.ualberta.ca/Events/EnvironmentWeek.aspx
One more tree to plant, one more life to save. There are 7 billion people on the planet and those people need air to breathe. Clean air. No pollution, no war, no more deforestration. The deserts are increasing and the sand gives us nothing. Nothing to eat, no shelter, no life forms, no oxygen to breathe, no plants to create oxygen. The increasing desert brings death to the planet. This fabulous oasis in the universe can’t sustain itself without the forest.
http://www.edmonton.ca/environmental/programs/air-quality.aspx
A small oasis in the desert, is like the Earth in the universe. All of that vast, uninhabitable space, with a minute amount of life giving force. That is the Earth in this solar system. A small planet of life amongst a void of rock and gases.
We are alone in the solar system.
The life giving forces of the planet are strong. The creative force that creates life is still giving. Human babies are being born every second. The human population of the earth is constantly increasing and there is less oxygen in the air. More lungs demanding air to breathe and less oxygen to fill them. More bellies demanding food and less aerable land to produce it. More bodies needing fresh drinking water and a water table diminishing.
The Earth still provides at the maximum capacity that it can, but it can’t create oxygen without it’s plant life. Plants and trees are essential to the survival of the planet and to the survival of all animal life forms on the planet.
It is not enough to say, plant a tree, but it’s a start. We need to start. Planting a tree provides shelter for animals and birds, shade for your grass and for your comfort, sometimes food and healing products for your bodies. Trees help to take pollutants out of the air, they provide oxygen to clean the air and oxygen for our lungs to breathe with. The mighty planet provides all, but sustainability is not enough. We are producing humans at an alarming rate and these people need to survive.
More lungs needing oxygen, more bellies needing food. How will you save yourselves, almighty human. The earth is stretched and provides what it can, but you, almighty mankind, must save yourselves. A tree for the Earth is a tree for yourselves. A forest to save the planet is a forest to save ourselves. We need clean air to breathe.
Save our forests, plant more trees. Even your shrubs and bushes will help.
Your call to action: share this post. Participate in Environment week. It’s only one short week to remind us of the dying planet and the need to save it. One ecosystem, one forest, one week of salvation. Heed the call, your garden is needed. One more tree, one more chance.
http://cleanairmakemore.com/make-the-commitment/commit-to-one-day/
Written by: Dr Louise Hayes
June 5, 2013
World Migratory Bird Day
This was celebrated on May 11 – 12, 2013.
Congratulations to all of you for hearing the call of the wild. The eerie Loon with his penetrating, wild call. The raucous goose, the melodious song bird, the clever crow with his squawks and caws, the buzzing hummingbird and the peeps, tweets, chirps, and coos of the thousands of migrating birds.
A day set aside for our feathered friends as they take to the sky on journeys sometimes so long and strenuous it’s almost unimaginable that they could make a distance as far and varied as the ones they choose. Distances that span continents and sometimes the globe. Please visit http://www.worldmigratorybirdday.org/ for more information about bird migration and http://friendsofpointpelee.com/festivalofbirds-home for our national parks, located at the southern most point of the province and an landing site for migratory birds.
The song of the bird is a restful joy. The penetrating quiet is filled with joyous outbursts of the language of bird song. The calling to follow, the calling to mate, the calling to protect, the calling to communicate. The bird is an intrusive visitor, without whom our natural world is too quiet. The welcome sound of a chirping bird adds a curious dimension to our daily life. Without the sounds of birds, the world misses the connection to life outside ourselves. The bird connects us to nature, in the midst of the city, as they fly past our vehicles, as we drive our roads and walk our busy sidewalks. They enter our lives by visiting feeders, resting on power lines, nesting in trees and shrubbery and singing their songs of gladness.
Happy to be alive!
The joyous sounds of birds call us. Come to nature!, they sing to mankind. Protect our environments they call to us. Plant a tree for us to nest in, build a birdhouse, fill a feeder, fill a birdbath, protect a marsh. Hear us, almighty human, we are the voices of the natural world. We are the ones who speak to you, mankind. Protect our forests, save our lakes, keep our environments clean, unpolluted air to fly in, unpolluted water to drink, more trees for our nests, more flowers for insects. Hear us mankind, we sing to you! We are the voices of the natural world and we sing with great joy. You, almighty human, will listen to us!
The gregarious hopeful chatter of a being so necessary .
The flight of birds has always inspired us. How to fly? It’s such a feat of achievement. The inspiring birds fill the sky and fly and fly and fly. Up in the air currants where the passing winds help them to sail along on jets of wind that push them onward to their destination. The inspiring travel fill us with wistful awe. The path of a creature that we cannot copy.
The Earth needs it singing creation. The call of the wild of the friendly creature invades our lives. Hear us, great human, they sing from their perches. Listen to us almighty mankind. Their call captures us and we look for the singer. Bold and melodious the spokesman of the natural world greets us with candor and persuasion. Save us mankind, we know you will.
Hear us great human, we sing many songs. Visit http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rL4Z9d9oObY for an example of some of the hundreds of songs of birds.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HGmAxN8rZMI for your bird song tranquility message.
Written by Dr Louise Hayes
May 14, 2013
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The People
Good morning, mankind. Good morning, brave new world.
Ours is a world of adventure, built from a society of healthy, adapted people who met the challenge of life in the unchartered wilderness. A society of people who greeted the wild landscape with awe and inspiration. These peoples who followed the wildlife as hunters, who listened to the song of the Earth with gladness. The migrating birds filled their lives with prosperity, the lakes and oceans filled their stomachs with nutritious food, the forest plants provided berries and fruit. This is a land of plenty, to the daring adventurer whose heart sang at the challenge of living.
And what is it to live? Is it merely to survive? visit : http://extreme.com and view a video of one of the latest extreme sports. The daring adventurer lives for the joy of climbing the mountain, swimming the lakes, canoeing the rivers, hiking and hunting and dreaming the dreams of life everlasting. Praises to the great planet! Praises for the abundance of harvest! Praises for the joy of living! This amazing ancestor had all of the necessities of life. Clean air from uncut forests, clean water from unpolluted streams, food in abundance from a land of plenty, medicines from herbal remedies available from plants. The early human was an indomitable being, strong and courageous with a will to survive and live in prosperity.  This human was a genius at survival, able to craft tools, hunt, fish and play. This human, who dressed in skins and furs. The civilized man who lived in settlements and built communities.
This civilized human who had so much luxury, they could share.  Furs for clothing, furs for bedding. Skins for clothing and skins for furnishings. They had so much, that they would trade and share.
Share, the land, share their prosperity, share their wealth. They would give their children in marriage, share their culture, share their knowledge, share their wisdom of the earth. All who were so fortunate as to befriend them would live in safety and kinship and compassion. Share this great land. There was plenty for all.
Plenty of land, plenty of food, plenty of resources. Not only for the human, but for the wildlife as well. The land was filled with wild life and the lakes and oceans were filled with aquatic species. So much abundance from the Earth. No hunger to the skillful hunter.
Our fortunate ancestors came to a land of humanity. The people had luxury and leisure. The trade in beads for artwork was an addition to the already bountiful life of the indigenous peoples. They had time to spare and time to work on their great works of art. Beads were in addition to their already well developed dyes for painting, feathers, bone and skin that were used constantly in art and apparel.
The people lived in developed settlements all across the country. A civilization of unique people with culture derived from the abundance of the Earth.
Your call to action: share this post. please visit: http://www.nativecraftsworld.com for a look at native heritage today and to listen to the sound of their culture, the spiritual healing music from A Journey to a Star.
written by Louise Hayes
May 8, 2013