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Romance Is In The Aird

Words fail to express what I am suddenly feeling. The gathering of the people is growing larger every day and all the clans are bringing gifts of food, horses, goats, and hand sewn garments. Everyone is smiling. The River Valley, the Ridge and the cave dwellings are filling rapidly. Our Elders are meeting sisters and brothers, aunts and uncles they have long thought lost. Our world is changing.

This new life began with the ending of the 21st century. People with the ability to see into the future knew that all people of earth would become ‘one people’ and would gather together all in one place for earth. The stories of our past were told for hundreds of years as we created new ways of living in harmony. The keepers of our stories say they began thousands of years before time was recorded and now we live by the seasons rather than by time.

“I am excited each and every day to witness this great re-awakening of our world”, said Marion.
“Mark! Look out west, your people are arriving on the plains of Saskatchewan.”, whispered Marion in stunned surprise.

Runners on horseback are bringing news that people of British Columbia, Alberta, Yukon, Northwest Territories, Russia, Greenland, Iceland and many others are coming and bringing gifts of wisdom, joy and life here.” Mark told  her with a respect filled tone of voice.

They had been teaching, with Elders, some of the life long stories of their people, and in turn had listened deeply to the life long stories of the Elders of many people. Their keen sense, peace, was felt in the hearts of all who heard the Elders speak. These two people, Marion and Mark, had carried on the stories of their ancestors leaving prints on rocks and drawings in land caves where people’s prints were already there. After they arrived at older campsites they would sit  in a circle and follow the teachings of nature.

They had chosen to live apart in order to reach out to more people with  ‘one world, one people’ teachings while traveling far and wide with their helpers and Elders. As intended, people had shared the teachings with others and thousands were now gathering on the plains of Saskatchewan.

The richness of life that we lost long ago is coming back to life because of the love of peace and harmony that we all are creating on earth and in our universe. This gathering of joy will celebrate the inter-marriages of people who love with open hearts. You can feel the earth moving as people from all over the world leave their homes awhile to join together in unity. We make every moment full.

Some are gardeners whom are sharing seeds and growing ideas with people whom make shelters that include ‘green homes’ for whole communities. Water is precious and we care for our meadows, lakes, rivers and streams by traveling them lightly and visiting the river peoples. These people who know water, speak for the health of all waters still on earth and as water keepers they are women and their families whom help keep water healthy for all kinds. In order to live in harmony we need to listen to the water and rejoice in its well-being.

There is so much vibrancy in energy within each species; be they rock, river, people or stars that words to express this new energy are like shimmering orbs of pure white light.

The more people have told other people where their destination is the more all kinds are arriving here on the west side of Lake Hudson Bay. The Elders have asked Mark and I to be patient and await our marital ceremony until all who wish to arrive are here with us. We had talked about waiting while we rode our horses and prepared our new home as our Elders are wise and we listen well.

The night fires glow in ring after ring around us as the gathering continues to grow. This light made of wood is catching the attention of the riders in the skies so all kinds of wind born nations are sending people too. It is amazing as boat people have been arriving for days now too. It is overwhelming, except for the cheers that each new group receives as they arrive.

Mark and I are catalysts in these worlds as we have traveled to every one of them sharing our knowledge of edible plants, sharing seeds for unusual crops, growing peace with love, and being together as a family in ‘one world of people’. We respect all gifts of sight and passion for saving wildlife that we have learned about throughout the world. We vow to be together always as the last trip of Mark’s took a very long twist of successes and challenges.

We are told by the old one’s it is the people of our universe who will prepare our outfits, food, music, home place and home fire because we have helped so many over the years. We have begun our home as we will live here for a long while.

Crunch. Slide. CRASH!

We can hear the arrival of the sky people, those who live upon the moon and many other planets have surprised us the most by coming back to earth to celebrate with all of us. Our circle is now complete as the peoples of the rock, the waters, all kinds of wildlife and sacred stones have been gathering here for several months.

Tonight we dance and sing with our friends from near and far. We eat meats, green beans, corn and wild rice. We sing our songs which become wrapped together into ‘one song’. We feel love, peace and harmony.

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Romance is in the Air 3012a

Romance is in the Air 3012a

Breath and Love

Swiftly I turned into the light and blinded by it, I reached out to lean on the

rock, but my hand touched his hand sending an electric tingle that began in my finger tips and dipped

to my toes as I reached out for something to break my fall. He caught me, then held

me close, until I caught my breath and balance.

Shivers and goosebumps covered me from head to toe.  I breathed in deeply for

oxygen and found the scent of him: rich deep forest odours, with a hint of musk.

He chuckled slightly as he lifted one of my ringlets, raised it to his face, felt

its smoothness and gave a little tug as he curled it tighter. Oh sweet love.

Heart and Home

My heart was beating fast as I felt my face fill with warmth and my smile created

dimples in my cheeks. Heat spread throughout my body as I stared without blinking

into his deep green eyes. The same colour of the deepest part of Emerald Lake.

“You came”, I said.

“Yes I did, I told you I would come as soon as I could, 2 years and more hours

than I thought it would be.” said Mark.

Marion touched Mark’s face; his cheeks, his forehead, his deep black long hair,

and his chin. She felt as if she was seeing him for the first time, it had been so

long, and yet he was so familiar.

“Welcome to our home”, she said.

Yukon Mountains meets Hudson Bay

Her hazel eyes looked away from his and gently touched on the fields of hay, the horses, and the homes

built within the walls of one of Lake Agassiz’s  beautiful river tributaries,  called the Assiniboine

river valley. Marion knew he would love these people and surroundings soon after arriving and

exploring the world of her Forefathers and Grandmothers.

People surrounded them with broad smiles of joy. Marion was well known and loved along the shores of

the Hudson Bay. She introduced him to everyone in this small settlement; old and young alike were

eager to meet this man because he had saved Marion’s life high in the Yukon Mountains.

Celebration, Travelers and Gatherers

It was decided that there would be a feast that night in celebration. Word was sent to all on the

Hudson Bay and the travelers returned saying they needed to wait 4 days as many wanted to come to join

in the celebration. They would wait.  It would be a 4 day potlatch. As the days of celebration came

close teepees covered the river valley. Gatherers selected plants from the green houses that were

ready to be eaten. The Old Ones went into the wild by horse back and returned with what was needed for

a joining of two strong people. Flying by their sides came the eagles and from their pack horses came

the smell of dried salmon and buffalo.

Outfits, Horses, River and Cliff Homes

During this time Marion completed the outfit she had made for her mate from her memory of his height and size. It was the work of 2 years plus many hours. The Grandmothers had made her outfit, which she

had yet to see for herself, but she knew it would be beautiful. During the days Mark and she had

ridden horses throughout the river bottom and high up into the cliffs where her people could live if

they needed to. Each home along the river and cliffs held protected seeds,dried goods, clothing and

all they needed in bags of skin that could be linked together and lifted by pulleys between the river

and cliff homes. Up in one of the cliff dwellings was a source of pure water from deep within the

earth as well as green houses filled with plants and seeds. It was a mixture of old traditions and new

found ways of saving seeds and sharing everything.

Peacemakers Community

This is a community of peacemakers. After 4 days all was ready.  Mark had been taken hunting by the

women while Marion was taken to the gathering places of precious plants needed for the coming

ceremonies. Her Grandfathers, Uncles and nephews honoured her for her kindness and caring. That night

they all came home tired, smiling and ready for the coming dawn. All was good, the people were

laughing again. Silence came to the people as the sweetness of fresh chosen plants and the pungent

aroma of cooking meats wafted on the night air.

Everyone slept as a meteor spun in another galaxy….

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