The landing

Good morning brave hearts

The voyage is long and the spirit becomes weary. The choice to venture forth into the unknown was a difficult one. The hardship obvious. The stalwarts of the new regime were pensive. What lies beyond?
A small group of people cast out from the shore. These waters have been charted before. Ships have crossed the oceans for hundreds of years, the path is straight. Straight to land hundreds of kilometers away. A large land mass that can’t be missed. Straight across!
In the looming doom of their choice, they cast off. Adrift now, unto the seas.
The choice was a perilous decision wrought from conflicts of ideology which couldn’t be resolved. Freedom called in their minds. Freedom to practice an ideology of their choice. Freedom from the constant explanation, the constant rebuke, the constant struggle. To worship in their own way in a land of freedom without discrimination. Yes, there is such a land and the heavy load of the high seas is upon them.
102 people set forth on that day in two vessels. Only one survived the voyage, only 65 people survived the first winter.

http://biblescripture.net/Pilgrims.html

The good fortune of the pilgrims was to land in a continent of generous peoples. A peoples who generally accepted the tired outcasts. A peoples who allowed the landing of so few, who had starved and perished at sea, who’s numbers were cut in half, who arrived alone. Weary travellers in need of kindness.

http://www.history.com/this-day-in-history/the-pilgrim-wampanoag-peace-treaty

The peoples of the new world made room for the new colonialists and participated in their survival. Oh fortunate travellers to encounter the compassionate, moral human, the peacemaker and the peacekeeper. A small group of weary adventurers, but strangers still.
Hail, almighty human, for the acts of kindness and caring. For only a few short years ago, your populations were devastated by disease from some of these same sorts of travellers. Weary and beleaguered they carried smallpox which spread amongst the natives and devastated their peoples. Death to many.
Still the courage to seek peaceful alliance runs strong in the mind and the will for a lasting peace encourages negotiation. Yes, there will be a negotiated peace. Yes, there will be survival and a colony in this new land.
Brave adventurers, whose toil and passions brought them to this end. New land, new peoples, new survival, new prosperity.
Hail to you, almighty human, for the great adventure of your lives. For dreams and for daring, you live forever!
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
October 25, 2013

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The Pilgrims

Good day, you brilliant ones.
The feasting of Thanksgiving is passing, but as with all traditions and their historical significance, the celebration is only a reminder of the truth of its existence. To give thanks for life itself is the meaning of the day. The joy of sharing, the happiness of celebration and the relief of a bountiful harvest. Food. No hunger, no starvation, no more worry for the winter.
Traditions arise from many sources, but a holiday to give thanks for the bountiful harvest, which will provide for all during the long winter, was a holiday of feasting and sharing, a holiday of community and a time to end all suffering. No disputes amongst us on these special days. The days when the earth is praised for the abundance that it provides, the days when the Almighty is praised for salvation and the days when community is praised for peace amongst us and all of the benefits that peace brings to our lives.
Historically, the first Thanksgiving took place with the pilgrims in the 1600’s. The joy and relief of a season of toil, was gifted with a plentiful harvest which would last throughout the winter. The negotiated peace was honoured and a lasting peace was accomplished.
Relief. The joy of such a simple achievement. Food. A garden. A party. Prayers, praises, blessings and thanks. The joy of such a simple accomplishment. Food.
With this first Thanksgiving came the hope and dreams of years to come. Aspirations to build a community, a colony, perhaps a country. A home of freedom. The constant call of beleagured peoples. Freedom!
The natives were friendly. There was peace amongst us.

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Now, from the first season of toil, comes the wealth of the land. Prosperity! With relief and gladness they sang their songs of praises, of worship, of joy. No more the suffering of distant disputes, the hardships of unrequieted trust. The loss of honour and dignity. No more the distant call of a distant drummer, to beat the path to their own self worth. Now, for this small group of people, in their own chosen world is a haven of safety for themselves.
The natives are friendly. They signed the contract. There will be peace amongst us. So much to give thanks for, so much to have joy for , so much to live for. Paths of their own choosing, a destiny of their own calling, an all encompassing grace.
Joy to you, almighty man, for the achievement of a great landing. Joy to you, you great negotiators, you great peacekeepers. Praises to you for the harvest and the crops and the food and for plenty. Plenty, for your survival, plenty for your daily bread, plenty to share and to plenty to give thanks for. With solemn prayers and joyful hearts, we hear you from your brilliant past.
Hail to you, almighty human, for the songs in your hearts, for the brilliance of your minds and for the skills of negotiation. The negotiated peace is prosperity, humanity and your heartfelt joy.
Praises for the ancient landing, praises for peace amongst us, praises for Thanksgiving and to all of you.
Happy Thanksgiving.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
October 14, 2013
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Thanksgiving

Good day you awesome human

This weekend is the celebration of all of our harvest. A happy time, a prosperous time and a time of thanksgiving. Thank you for the gifts of food, for the sharing and for the discovery of the new world. Thank you for peace amongst us, for family and for friends. Thank you for the harvest, for the good earth and for the land to call home.
This is a time of joy in our land, a time of feasting, to overcome the shadow of dark starvation, of poverty and of loss. The toil of the land produces plenty and the harvest yields another season of healthy wealth. Another season of joy as our larders fill with the crops, put down from this years bountiful growth. We are the lucky ones to live our lives in a land so abundant.
The catch of the day lies just off shore. The fishing vessels from far off places come to our coastlines to cast their nets. The hungry from their own nations call to be appeased. Their fishermen travel long distances to find a place where they can catch fish. The times are the 1600’s and the new world is attracting settlers, merchants and fishermen from Europe.
The pilgrims have landed on Plymouth Rock and are settling in America. The natives were congenial. They shared in the harvest and helped the new pilgrims to survive.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pilgrims_(Plymouth_Colony)

The newly found earth sighs as it gives up its harvest to the grateful pilgrims. They have escaped to a life of prosperity and health. The soil is nutritious the yield is high enough. No more the starving plight of impoverished families. Famine or pestilence has been left behind. The new world is a blessing to them and the friendly natives do them no harm.
A community of sharing unfolds as the blessing of food is gratefully accepted and peace amongst us is the order of the day. Peace to all of us, who have been so fortunate as to travel to this great land. To meet the people who now live close by, who share the land, the wealth of the land and the bountiful harvest.
Praises to the great Earth for the plentiful food. Praises to the almighty human for compassion and sharing. No starvation in this land and the food itself gives time for other pursuits. America becomes the land of plenty. The land of dreams, of opportunity. The land of prosperity. From an ancient landing a reputation is born. Come to America! You will live well here!
Come they did. Across the Atlantic in nervous anticipation of a new life with new meaning. The joy of freedom flows in their veins. The pride of achievement swells in their breasts. The joy of living is their daily bread. They sing the glad tidings of gratefulness and pray their prayers of joy and hope. Starvation is banished. Poverty recedes. The merciful almighty hears their prayers and blesses them with abundance.
Joy to you, oh fortunate human and praises to the peacekeepers. The start of a new world, a new nation, new lives, arising from the good fortune of the congenial gift of mutual sharing.
written by Dr. Louise Hayes
October 9, 2013
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And they are us

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

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 Viking

The Viking

  Hail Mankind.  This beautiful, bright day is upon us.

The shrouded mystery of centuries old man, sheds light on the brilliant aptitudes that surround us.  Where does he come from?  That leader of man. The compelling courage that draws us to the adventure, too difficult to be dared.  All faith and acceptance of an inspired human who has an unusual calling.  Come!  He becons and they rise with courage.  The challenge is worthwhile.  Yes, they will pursue the dream and live and die the dream, for only dreams are the reality of the adventurer.

Come, to the far off land and travel they did.  The voyage of discovery took them to Iceland, where their colony lasted.  It took them to Greenland where their colony lasted as well and it took them to the shores of Canada, where they stayed for a short few years then left.  The 300 years of Viking exploration and discovery, ended with a distraction of a new influence that changed their lives.  No longer the raiding parties of fierce combatants, they now settled into a quiet existence of a different mankind. No more the plunder, the destruction, the victorious wars.  No more the seafaring exploits to new lands and new promise.  No more the grand adventure to the continent of the Americas.  Now, the world has changed and the aggressive raiding war parties vanished.

Who were you, almighty man, with superior technology.  The navigational skills, the shipbuilding the technologies, the skills, the passion and the courage.  The life of these daring adventurer were mainly farmers.  After centuries of dauntless adventure, they returned to their homeland and the soil.

http://www.visitnorway.com/

A new lord reigned and he commanded a different presence.  The serene life of tranquility and abundance from a god of a different countenance.  No more the war faring indulgence and exploits of courage.  Now, a different kind of courage.

It would be 400 years before the Europeans voyaged across the ocean again.

Still, in the minds of the voyageur, there is the skilled shipbuilder of the past.  The present casts its eyes on the whole world and travels the seas once more.  The adventure is still the calling, but the  craft and character has changed.  Now the plunder is in the eye of the beholder, in cameras and paintings and craft.  The shipbuilder of the past has become the streamliner of the present.  From travelling with slaves to sailing with dignitaries the ocean liner is now the fleet of the present human.

From ancient skills to modern vessels this ancient man has somehow remained.  The ocean still calls them, the high seas are still their home.  Come with us, they call us, be our guests.  Welcome.

http://www.ncl.com/

The grandeur of the past presents itself in the glorious present.  The seas are our home. Join us.  This is who we are today.

written by:  Dr Louise Hayes

May 30, 2013

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The Garden – Tranquility message

Good morning, brilliant mankind. What a glorious day this is!
The Earth is warming and the early plants are starting to bud and flower. The garden, your own awesome, awe inspiring space is welcoming you. Enter the garden! It’s for you. Your own inspiring place that you created yourself.
This is rest. This is peace.
The great, good Earth gives us this abundance of plant and animal life. The great, good Earth nourishes and creates. It nourishes our soul.
The quiet needs of the human are fulfilled in the garden. The peace, the serenity, the beauty, the constant calm, the meditative stillness. The garden is for the beauty of the Earth. It’s beauty that we crave and beauty surrounds you.
The Earth sighs, thank you mankind for planting a tree, I breathe for another day.
Breathe mankind.
Feel the warm breezes. Hear the nesting birds. Smell the fragrant flowers. See the beautiful array of colour. The garden touches your senses. It restores your soul.
Congratulate yourself on this fabulous place. You created it. It’s for you.
Now, bring in your favourite flower, or a scent that you just love. Place it close, where you can smell it, during the tranquility message. The arromatherapy will help with the effect of the message.
Go to www.calmsound.com, click on country garden and listen to the songs of your garden.

Now rejoice, mankind. All of that protected place, no matter how small your yard is, helps the Earth to rejuvenate itself. One more plant to protect the soil, one more tree to breathe. The fabulous Earth breathes from the plants, but also provides refuge and food for animal life as well.
Rejoice mankind, for your garden will bring animal life and might become a haven for nesting birds and butterflies. If you want to attract the wildlife, don’t spray your garden. Use mulch to reduce weeds around your plants instead. Sprays are extremely harmful to wildlife. If you’re interested in birds, a good site to go to is www.organicgardening.com. It has a section on attracting birds and preaches organic land use. You will be able to have a beautiful garden without the use of dangerous chemicals and pesticides.
If you enjoyed the tranquility message, the wonderful sound of the garden, you might also consider some botanical societies. You might also feel inspired enough to show your gardens. If you community competes in Communities in Bloom. visit www.communitiesinbloom.ca for more information about this exciting organization. If it doesn’t you might want to start.
Your call to action. Share this blog. We, the environmentalists need your support. The great, good Earth needs you as well. Please make a contribution in support of the planet. Donate to whichever environmental cause you like. You have more influence than you might realize. It’s not just one voice, one property.
Every piece of nurtured land is a contribution to the planet. Save us, brilliant mankind. You are the people. You have the power.
written by Louise Hayes
April 16, 2013

World Migratory Bird Day

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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