Good morning you awesome beings.
Bold and beautiful, you step out into the world, dazzling us all with your special persona. Immaculate, positive, articulate. The world awaits and you boldly venture forth. A new time of man, a new time of woman, a new time of society.
Hail to you, the women of the earth. The long adventure to that special self fulfilment. People are changing, society is changing and your minds and voices are heard. A powerful time, a time of equality and self actualization.
Caution, you dauntless beings, we know your minds. Thinking of men as husbands and brothers has left you unprepared for the unknown man, the untrusted man, the corruption. For women think that men are kind and are left unsuspecting of the ruin of their lives if they’re not. There is still the danger.
How many times have scandals wracked your world. The criminal element, so aggressive, ruthless and persistent. The fallen victims of scams and unknown disputes, the invasion of privacy, the humiliation and despair.
Praises to you, for the continued support, for the strength and clarity of a society worthy of justice, human rights, success, progress and humanity. Praises to you for a culture of creativity, involvement, advancement. The non judgemental and non discriminatory elements of human rights. The pursuits of child care, social programs, legislation and education. Not just for some, but for all women, all races, all nationalities, still working all over the world. The plight of women and children, the constant quest to end the poverty, the violence and the despair. Praises to all of you for the selfless self seeking of world wide peace, an end to war and poverty and to the rights of the individual. The promotion of compassion, humanity and dignity.
Hail to all of mankind for the wisdom of these pursuits.
Now divas, a caution to your own lives. The daily violence is still a part of our struggle. Your belief that men are kind, they are your husbands and your brothers is too naïve. Beware oh beauteous ones. Violence against women is against all women. The scandals are about all of us.
In the history of mankind, any woman, in any society, in any nation, in any era, have been attacked by scandals. All of these assaults are violence against women, against their place in society and against the family.
But you, divas, need to protect yourselves, shun the mean and contemptuous. Don’t fall victim to the scam. Violence against women starts with the scandals. No one is immune.
Take the simple precautions to protect yourselves, we need your strong voices, the compassion, the mutual support. Beauteous divas, protect yourselves.
Lock your car doors at all times, even when you’re inside. Carry your cellphone, fully charged and call someone to talk to as you walk to your car at night. Park your car in well lit areas. Don’t go out alone. Don’t live by yourselves. Having someone at home, expecting your arrival protects you. Don’t overdress. Don’t invite the workplace to your home unless your roommate is present. Don’t assume. Instead of walking alone, those short two blocks home at night, take a cab. Protect yourselves. Lock the doors of your home. Ask for references. Even if the person is a collegue, you should know them before you invite them. Don’t be overly friendly or overly eager. Find people who you trust and who will support you. Keep your social group tight and compatible. Mutual interests and mutual sharing.
Beware of the evils of the world, fine divas. Predators are stealthy. Be alert and be wise.
Those fabulous, kind and compassionate men are your friends and companions. They will help and support you. Just be careful.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
September 26, 2013
http://www.bbcanada.com/10895.html
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the Earth
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
http://www.bbcanada.com/10895.html
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A path of delight
Good morning Brave hearts.
Hail brilliant mankind.
A lifetime of beauty and serenity awaits you in the grand adventure of the wild. The peaceful quiet, the wonderful aromas, the clean, unpolluted waters, the immense landscape, the fabulous wildlife. The joy of an escape into peace. A timeless oasis of splendor for the senses, an awakening, a rejuvenation, a moment in time where all is well and the good Earth breathes it’s regular breaths and it’s heart pounds with regular beating. Here, the Earth lives!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4E40lwh53ec forest tranquility message.
We feel the soft path under our feet, mosses growing in the shaded forest beside. Wild grasses and wild flowers tightly competing for a particle of soil to secure themselves to. The meadows are lush with vegetation. Insects thrive on the nectar and birds thrive on the insects. A perfect environment, a perfect interaction of life and the continuation of living.
Here, in the wilderness, the Earth lives.
Every inch of it’s surface is covered by plants. The seasonal changes of plant life, from a planet so creative, it continually changes it’s cover.
Now, it is fall. The seed pods are a burst of energy for new life. The tiny seed becomes a flower of exquisite colour and beauty. The proud planet, showing off it’s own newborn.
Here the planet chooses for itself. It plants it’s own lush creation of plants, the number and variety. It feeds it’s own creation of insects and wildlife. It chooses it’s own abundance, beauty, colour and scent. Here, in the great wild, where the wind pollinates the plants and rain nurtures the ground, is where the planet shows us her finest designs.
A tangle of forest, a carpet of meadow, every colour of green imaginable. Here, where the ponds match the colour of the sky, where every plant species is a different colour of green. Even in the fall, when the early frost changes the colour of the leaves, this is not a dying world. This is the time of rejuvenation. In this time of quiet, the animals will mate, the flowers will sow their seeds, the migrating birds will fly and the land prepares for a restful winters sleep. The Earth too, needs it’s time of restful calm.
The joy of an unhurried escape along a path of simple pleasure. A day of acquaintance with nature and its wonderful ways. Simple, gentle breezes wafting pleasant smells of plants so fragrant. The sounds of calling birds and the cascading waters of small waterfalls reminding us that we have nourishment here.
The discovery of a path of luxury. The luxury to have unspoilt lands, unpolluted waters, clean, fresh air. The luxury to protect, to conserve, to walk the great wild.
Here, we don’t plunder. Here we save.
The Earth smiles at us and presents her glory.
Brilliant mankind, come to the great wild. Let the fabulous good Earth nurture your soul and sing it’s songs of gladness to you.
Peace to you, brave hearts, nurture and care.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
September 12,2013
Come with me
Into the great wild.
Into an adventure of peaceful delight, where the gentle breezes warm your body and the sun filled meadows delight your senses. The playful butterfly drinking the last of the seasons nectar and the grasshoppers leaping in the tall grasses. The wild life leave only footprints to indicate their presence, the occasional scat of wolves and bear indicate a balance of life and the songs of birds, hawks and ducks fill the air with their calls. The berries are abundant, there are several signs of bears.
The great wild.
As usual, the wildlife are elusive and although our presence is known to them, they hide from us. We, like them, will leave only footprints. We, like them, will pass through the meadows disturbing as little as possible.
Lucky are we, to have the great wild.
Lucky are we to be the only humans in this vast landscape. A retreat for us. A welcome change in the daily routine. A back country trip of awesome wonder, fabulous scenery, a remote distance, a genuine pleasure.
Here, the mountain steams provide necessary water. Clear, clean water. We fill our cups to drink. The great Earth provides unpolluted water from numerous streams as we pass by. The great Earth provides and we, oh great human, have the great good fortune to inherit such wonder.
The protection of vast tracts of land for preservation, conservation and environmental security is a necessary gift to us.
The wildlife need their uninterrupted peace where the daily drama of their own lives can be fulfilled. We too, need uninterrupted peace, where our own minds rest and relax. We need the great wild. The calling birds, the swaying, dance of flowers, the brilliant colour, the songs of animals.
On these glorious fall days, the land was gentle to us. The sun warmed us and the streams cooled us. We could drink from the unpolluted waters of the Earth. In two glorious days, a lifetime passed. Gone were the worries of the world, the distant workplace vanished from the conscious mind into a void. No more thoughts of daily disturbances, no more the sounds of traffic. The silence greets us with restful, deep sleep and the meditative calm of nature soothes the soul.
Here, mankind, sighs the great Earth. This is a gift to you. Protect as much as you can. The great wild is a precious and fragile gift, it restores your soul, it sings to your heart and it relaxes your mind. There is no war in the great wild. There is only the daily interaction of nature as it plays out its own life. The nurturing wild. It calls us to protect it. Save us mankind. Save yourselves. Here is the land of plenty.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rTN8frhWOlA tranquility water music
The smells of juniper are strong and pleasing. The grasses smell sweet as we pass through them. The end of season flowers nod and wave. The sweet serenity of the far off place. The wild. So rich for us, a near at hand wonder of the great creation of the Earth.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
September 11, 2013
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
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
A nomination for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award
Very Inspiring Blogger Award
Posted on June 20, 2013 by Gator Woman
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, Canada. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
David Thompson
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