Let Me Tell You A Story

Well my Great Ones, the Europeans finally tried to do something after all this time. We told them over and over again; we showed them how to sustain and live within the capacity of their environment; but for hundreds of years they continued to rape and destroy our mother, Earth. What they didn’t understand was that it was too late. You will never get to see or hear the thousands of species of frogs sing their songs and you will never get to see countless varieties of bees, butterflies and birds take flight or hear their wings flutter by you as you marvel at their bright and beautiful hues. I assure you that these creatures existed in great diversity, helping the world to stay in balance.

Right now in California we are experiencing drought and have been for several years. No one listened when the rain stopped. People continued to use water for green grass in their front yards because they wanted to prove they could afford to waste more than anyone else, never thinking to appreciate water and save it to quench their thirst. Some people saved water by painting their grass, green. Who would have ever thought people would paint grass? If they would just plant indigenous drought resistant plants with healing properties we could save water and make our own medicine. But that would put the big corporations who make the drugs that we have become addicted to, go out of business.

My Precious Ones, I am so sad to say that those in power strayed so far from what is important, caring for each other and for our planet; that it left you and the continued existence of our sovereign tribal nations in jeopardy. I wonder, did they ever learn that we are interdependent, not independent? Everything that is done to the Earth, impacts us, and our survival.

My Dear Ones, let me tell you a story … there once was a time when the rivers were full of many types of fish and the water flowed clean, clear and bright because the rain came for many months throughout the year. There was plenty of food for everyone and we lived with the understanding that we are all interconnected. What happens next is up to you to remember what was and make what is, different. The power has always been yours. We, your ancestors, are waiting.