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A story, hopefully a future.
10 years ago
Eagle, Close to the sun. High upon lofty winds. Talks with Creator. They chat on many things.
Eagle asks
" Grandfather, why do the people no longer talk with me, why am I forgotten? I can not find anyone upon the Earth who will take my knowledge, and my blessing"
The creator answers,
"Eagle, look upon the earth, for a fire still burning, still kept in the oldest ways. Listen as the smoke wisps upon the wind, lofting upon high. When you find such a fire, you will have found someone who still listens, and who will welcome you into their home."
"Creator I have searched all the old places, I can not find the people who lived there generations ago, they are gone. I only now see rivers of stone, fields where once were trees. People are there yes, but they are different then those who were there before. They listen not to me, nor do they welcome me into their homes, I am rejected."
Grandfather says
"Eagle, I still hear the prayers in the old way, someone still practices the traditions, keeps the fire, and will talk too you."
"But I know not where to find them grandfather?"
"Seek them out and you shall find"
So Eagle set out in the four directions, across the Earth until he came to a place where he could hear the smoke rising up. He saw a small family, siting round a fire, giving thanks for the few things they had.
Eagle flew down and set up on a branch next to the family.
The family was small, they were crippled, they had visible bruises, cuts, scars. They were visibly in pain, broken, defeated. But they welcomed the Eagle. Eagle was presented a pouch of tobacco, and chokecherries.
Eagle asked.
"Why are you broken, hurt, in pain?"
The eldest answered.
"Eagle, we are hurt because we have lost everything, all you see here, the fire, this family, we are all that remain. Men came, they used trickery, they said the land belongs to them, they showed us papers with lines on then. Asked for our marks, and then took away our homes, we are here now around this fire, trying to maintain what little we still have."
Eagle is moved,
"You who have so little bless me more than I have ever been blessed, you gift me tobacco and chokecherries, you offer me your conversation. You treat me with respect, for this I will teach you my song, and my medicine. And I will give this feather to you so all may see that you are my friend."
Eagle turns to the youngest there,
"Child remember what your elders have taught you, respect the land and all the peoples who live in it. Keep the fire lit, keep the knowledge you have learned, it will be your responsibility to show those who have wronged you, what they can do to set things right. I admit the way things were will never probably come again, but you must show those who despise you, the love that you have, you must not hate them for their ignorance, they need your knowledge more then anything else, go and speak for your family"
"Yes Eagle", replied the child.
Satisfied that he had once again talked with someone Eagle flew back up too chat with the Creator.
Their conversation lasted for several generations,
Eagle remembers the conversation with the family, the child's task. He flys down and checks to see what became of them. Eagle is amazed when he sees a thousand fires, with a thousand families, all like the one he visited so many years ago.
Eagle cried, he cried from joy, as he saw what was once broken, returned whole. He went and found the largest fire, at which he saw a Chief, with the feather Eagle had given so long ago in his hair.
Eagle realized that this Chief was the child whom he had talked.
He flew back up to the Creator, Content.
Eagle, Close to the sun. High upon lofty winds. Talks with Creator. Never again lonely.
Eagle asks
" Grandfather, why do the people no longer talk with me, why am I forgotten? I can not find anyone upon the Earth who will take my knowledge, and my blessing"
The creator answers,
"Eagle, look upon the earth, for a fire still burning, still kept in the oldest ways. Listen as the smoke wisps upon the wind, lofting upon high. When you find such a fire, you will have found someone who still listens, and who will welcome you into their home."
"Creator I have searched all the old places, I can not find the people who lived there generations ago, they are gone. I only now see rivers of stone, fields where once were trees. People are there yes, but they are different then those who were there before. They listen not to me, nor do they welcome me into their homes, I am rejected."
Grandfather says
"Eagle, I still hear the prayers in the old way, someone still practices the traditions, keeps the fire, and will talk too you."
"But I know not where to find them grandfather?"
"Seek them out and you shall find"
So Eagle set out in the four directions, across the Earth until he came to a place where he could hear the smoke rising up. He saw a small family, siting round a fire, giving thanks for the few things they had.
Eagle flew down and set up on a branch next to the family.
The family was small, they were crippled, they had visible bruises, cuts, scars. They were visibly in pain, broken, defeated. But they welcomed the Eagle. Eagle was presented a pouch of tobacco, and chokecherries.
Eagle asked.
"Why are you broken, hurt, in pain?"
The eldest answered.
"Eagle, we are hurt because we have lost everything, all you see here, the fire, this family, we are all that remain. Men came, they used trickery, they said the land belongs to them, they showed us papers with lines on then. Asked for our marks, and then took away our homes, we are here now around this fire, trying to maintain what little we still have."
Eagle is moved,
"You who have so little bless me more than I have ever been blessed, you gift me tobacco and chokecherries, you offer me your conversation. You treat me with respect, for this I will teach you my song, and my medicine. And I will give this feather to you so all may see that you are my friend."
Eagle turns to the youngest there,
"Child remember what your elders have taught you, respect the land and all the peoples who live in it. Keep the fire lit, keep the knowledge you have learned, it will be your responsibility to show those who have wronged you, what they can do to set things right. I admit the way things were will never probably come again, but you must show those who despise you, the love that you have, you must not hate them for their ignorance, they need your knowledge more then anything else, go and speak for your family"
"Yes Eagle", replied the child.
Satisfied that he had once again talked with someone Eagle flew back up too chat with the Creator.
Their conversation lasted for several generations,
Eagle remembers the conversation with the family, the child's task. He flys down and checks to see what became of them. Eagle is amazed when he sees a thousand fires, with a thousand families, all like the one he visited so many years ago.
Eagle cried, he cried from joy, as he saw what was once broken, returned whole. He went and found the largest fire, at which he saw a Chief, with the feather Eagle had given so long ago in his hair.
Eagle realized that this Chief was the child whom he had talked.
He flew back up to the Creator, Content.
Eagle, Close to the sun. High upon lofty winds. Talks with Creator. Never again lonely.
