Weeping Fire

tears of fire

The earth had been grieving for centuries,

it was not just one thing,

that caused the fire,

it was everything,

combined.

Slavery,

of Africans, of children,

oppression,

of the poor, of women,

the extermination,

of culture, of people,

the earth,

was broken hearted,

and grieving,

deeply,

volcanoes sobbed,

and erupted,

with grief, all over the world,

the earth could not hold back,

any longer,

brokenness was felt,

from China,

to Canada,

pieces of earth,

fell,

and the grieving fire spread,

unstoppable anguish,

the earth had lost too many,

of her children,

the fire burned for weeks,

it was not vengeance,

it was weeping,

and some did survive,

by jumping in water,

to start again,

this time without violence.

The earth had been grieving for centuries.

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 Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Poetry © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Journey to Broken Sky

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Contemporary Microfiction

Note: The Appaloosa is a breed of horse in the US, Canada, and in other parts of the world. The Nakota, and Inuit, are First Nations people groups.

The Appaloosa had changed his life, he was certain of that. He had been driving for four days, and the horse had come to him in a dream, as he was sleeping, by the side of the road. It was the same spotted horse he had as a teenager, and it spoke to him in the dream, in his tribal language. He loved his first language, but he had not heard it in years. One thing was for sure – after the dream he had stopped thinking about going back home after the trip. It was as if there was something…….something he was supposed to do out here, in the middle of nowhere. His heart was filled with his first language now, and as he drove he sometimes spoke it out loud.

AppaloosaHe had come to the Yukon to find the most remote place possible, and to hike. He was looking for something – but what? The Appaloosa, had told him he was on a journey, and that this journey was not over yet. He had “further to go”, in more ways than one. So he kept driving.

It was late afternoon when he pulled into Mapleton. It was a small town with one hotel. There was no one at the front desk, but there was a sign that said, “Check Yourself In.” Strange how small towns trusted people, he thought. Once he was in the room, he fell asleep quickly, on top of the bed. He had been driving for fourteen hours straight.

That night he dreamt of his parents, and growing up on the reservation. He was also riding his horse in the dream, galloping as fast as they could through miles of open fields. At one point he was riding with his arms out to the side, barely holding on with his legs, and in that moment of intense freedom, he heard the words, “Never forget who you are.” Whose voice was that? He could not tell. He also saw a school, he had never seen before. Children he did not know, were playing outside, and he began speaking to them in their language. Yet he had no idea what the language was! inuit

When he woke up, or at least he thought he was awake, he saw his mother’s face. She spoke very clearly in Nakota, “Never forget who you are.” Then she repeated the words, in the Inuit language. His mother had been half Nakota, and half Inuit, and she had always encouraged him with these words as he was growing up, making him feel proud of his heritage.

He spent the day in Mapleton, walking around, getting to know the people. He was amazed at how friendly they were. Many were Inuit, or had some Inuit connection. At the restaurant an older couple at the next table struck up a conversation, asking him where he was from. When they asked him why he was in town, he said, “I have no idea.” They smiled.

After his meal, he got up to leave, when the older man he had been talking to, asked him a strange question. He said, “Do you need a job?” The man explained he had a lumber yard, not far from here, and he was looking for help. He stumbled with his words, and was not sure what to say, but he did turn down the job.

The couple had told him about a historical site he should visit, on the edge of town. He decided to walk there, and he loved feeling of the northern sun on his face. As he got closer, chill bumps ran through his body. Could it be??? He started running towards the building. It was! It was older now, and crumbling, but it was the same school – exactly the same school – he had dreamt about last night. Was that the sound of children playing? No one was there, but he thought he could hear them.

The name of the school had been, “The Broken Sky School”, and it had been closed in 1970. When he saw the writing engraved, over the top of the front door, he sank to his knees and began weeping. The words over the door said, “Never Forget Who You Are”. All he could say through the tears was, “Thanks Mom……..I won’t forget……” He covered his face with his hands.

Later that day, he drove out to the lumber yard, and took the job.

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Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Reach for the Sky

When I watch this video I do reach for the sky. My heart sends up prayers, and I am refreshed. There is some beautiful living nature here, with the sounds of the water flowing. Nature does bring healing and peace. There is also the beautiful flute playing by Mary Youngblood accompanied by a piano. Enjoy and have a blessed day. Be at peace.

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

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Tears for Kientepoos

This is some of the most beautiful flute playing I have ever heard. The flute in this video is larger than others I have seen her play, and it has a deep, rich sound. I do hear lamenting in the song, but there is also tremendous peace. It is tangible and real. I also think of nature when I hear this. Sheer beauty! There is alomst no commercial on this either. Have a great week!

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Commentary © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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The Strange and Wonderful Place

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Historical Fiction About First Nations People of the 1700’s

Note for New Readers: The village you are about to enter has three distinct First Nations groups, the Tsi, the Grie, and now the Ite.

He was not used to people saving his life. Now he had an entire group of people that he was thankful to and thankful for. He didn’t know what to say. He had nearly died from the fever, and the search party waited for a week to travel again, until it broke. And then there was the eagle. How do you say thank you to an eagle? Was the bird for real, or just a spirit, or some of both? He was not sure.

They traveled slowly back to the village, due to Coyote still being weak. Shining Water and Thunder Speaking were at his side the whole time. Everything else was a blur, and he remembered little, until they arrived. He remembered the noise, the celebration of the people, welcoming everyone back home. The languages were so different, he could not understand a word they were saying, but he knew the people were happy, and he knew a sincere greeting when he saw one.

He remembered being helped to a lodge, with a person on each side of him, and that once he was inside, he collapsed. He awoke late the next day, when a number of people came to check on him. Sky continued to supply him with a number of herbal drinks, and they brought him food.

Thunder Speaking and his wife, Bluebird, spent a lot of time with him over the next several days. They told him all about the village, and that this was a village with three different peoples, and their languages. This had been a Tsi village, and then Thunder Speaking arrived, being the only Ite. Over the winter a group of Grie people had arrived, seeking refuge. And now Coyote, Shining Water, and the twins had arrived, being the last of the Ite people alive.

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Shining Water also came to visit him and to bring him food. Everyone wanted him to eat! Why did he not like her before? He began to notice her, and he thanked her often for her kindness. She was a tall thin woman, and she often smiled at him. Was that a sparkle in her eye?

As he gained his strength he began walking around the village, and he saw how special the place was. There were not only different peoples, with different languages, these people were also very loving and kind. He often smiled at them, and they did likewise.

The more he walked outside in the cool spring air, the better he felt. When it rained he stayed in the warmth of the lodge, by the fire, and wearing thick buffalo blankets. Since it was early spring he started noticing young couples in love.

He often saw Wild Horse and Sky walking hand in hand, sometimes embracing on the edge of the village, or out by the horses. Wasn’t she a holy woman, a healer? Did they allow that type of thing here? He couldn’t help smiling, as he walked back to his lodge. He knew they would soon be married. He wondered what it would be like, having a woman so close, that she became his best friend. A woman as a friend? For some reason, as he was walking, he had an image in his mind of Shining Water. He saw her face, and she was smiling at him. “What a strange and wonderful place this is!”, he said out loud.

The next day the men decided to have a dance…….

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Rescued by the Eagle

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Historical Microfiction About First Nations People

There was snow on the ridge that day. Shining Water did the best she could keeping the others warm. When she saw the eagle, she was hopeful that something good was about to happen. The eagle looked at her and came lower. She could see now what was in the huge bird’s talons. It was a feather! It was not just any feather – it was a feather that was decorated, a feather that someone would wear!

She boldly stood, and placed her hands in front of her. She understood the feather was a gift for her, and she placed her arms out to receive it. The eagle seemed to understand, because he swooped down and dropped the feather in front of her. One of his huge wings brushed her face, as she felt the air from his power.

woman in snowShe was elated, and as the immense bird took off to the south, she raised her hands to the heavens. She was filled with the power of encouragement. The Creator was in this place and working. She yelled to the eagle, “Go and tell them where we are!” The eagle responded with a beautiful yell, an eagle yell.

It took the search party more than a day to get there. They followed the eagle the best they could, and hoped for the best. When the eagle first returned to them they measured the time and how fast the eagle flew, giving them an estimate for the distance. They moved as fast as they could, even Bluebird did well with the travel.

Shining Water realized the search party may need more help in finding the four of them. Early the next morning she gave Coyote the last amount of herbal medicine she had. He was still burning up, and she was concerned about the cough. She explained to the twins on what to do while she was gone. She took Coyote’s bow and his arrows, and two knives, and headed down the valley to see if she could find the people looking for them.

By midday the eagle kept hovering over Shining Water as she walked alone, by the creek. The search party could see the eagle hovering, circling in one area, even though he was miles away. They took this as a sign, and two of the men, raced ahead of the others, as fast as their horses would carry them. It was Thunder Speaking and Wild Horse, that found her first. When she saw them coming, she sank to her knees and wept. She had never been so happy to see other people, in her whole life. When she heard Thunder Speaking – talking to her in the Ite language, she wept even more. tipi on mountain

When the search party made it to the ridge, where the other Ite people were struggling to keep warm, it was late in the day. They decided to make a camp for the night, complete with the small lodges they had brought. Sky, sprung into action, with medicines, and warm buffalo blankets for Coyote. They decided to stay there until the healing had taken place.

Just before the sun went down, they heard the yell of the eagle. They all went outside, except for Coyote. As they saw the eagle circling, they each raised a hand to him, and said, “Thank you!” As they watched him soar into the heavens, they all had tears in their eyes.

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This is day 4 of the 5 day challenge of 5 photos – 5 stories. Thanks again to http://randombytesfromlife.wordpress.com and from Reflection of a Rainbow at http://saadiapeerzada.wordpress.com

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Eagle in the Mountains

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Maybe she was being selfish. Bluebird had traveled with the search party because she did not want to be without her husband. Was that so wrong? They were newly married, and she couldn’t bear to think of going weeks without seeing him. Plus if something did happen to him while he was gone, she would never know, what happened. So they went together.

She was exhausted now though. They had been traveling for a week, and the child within her was growing. She alternated riding and walking which were both good for her, but the pace was difficult. Each day was very long. Fortunately the search party had brought several small lodges, and she could rest, and feel at home in the evening.

The next morning Sky did something unusual. She thought they should stay in their temporary camp, and to pray. They had no idea where to go and they needed guidance. They compromised by having some of the men go scouting, to see what they could find, while Sky made some smoke and lifted up prayers. This also gave Bluebird time to rest.

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About midday, the men started returning to the camp, when they noticed an eagle flying very high above them. The majestic wings seemed to follow them, and came lower. It was as if the eagle wanted to look at them and discover who they were. When they dismounted their horses at the camp, the eagle was still there, soaring gently above them.

Sky could not sense anything from the Creator, and was frustrated, but when she saw the eagle, everything changed. She began talking to the creature, quietly. She seemed sure, that the great bird could hear her. Bluebird came out of the lodge, and noticed everyone was quiet, with their heads looking up. “We need you to come and help us great eagle”, she heard Sky say. The eagle did come very low and circle them. They could tell now, he was looking at them. Sky continued to speak, “We need you to come and help us great eagle”.

The eagle darted to the left and landed in a tree not far from them. The bird was immense, with beautiful golden feathers. Sky whispered to Bluebird, to get a decorated feather from the lodge, the kind they wore on their clothing. Once Sky had the feather in her hand, she continued talking to the eagle softly, explaining they needed to find the people in the mountains that were lost.

Sky gently, slowly, walked towards the eagle in the tree, talking in a whisper. When she was very close she crouched low and placed the feather on the ground. She then backed up, facing the eagle, and whispered. When she was back with the search party, she could be heard saying, “…please take this feather to them, and let us know where they are…” She then raised both hands, and as if on command, the great bird launched from the branch, swooped down towards them, and grabbed the feather from the ground. They were in awe.Dreamcatcher Hawk Feather by Cheryl Lewis via Pinterest

The eagle flew high, and towards the north, his massive wings lifting him up. Did he understand what Sky was saying? He seemed to. Would he lead them to the Ite people? They could hope. Sky said nothing, but she seemed convinced.

In another part of the mountains, things had not been going well for the Ite. They had been carrying Hummingbird, due to her injured ankle. It had also been raining for the past three nights, and the hides they were using as a shelter were now a useless pile of soggy rags. Coyote had been carrying Hummingbird, but he was sick, and coughing. Shining Water asked him to stop, but he would not, and walked for several more miles, staggering, and exhausted. Finally he collapsed.

When Shining Water felt his forehead, she found that he was burning with fever. They needed some help, and they needed it to be soon. They were on a ridge, with some large rocks, and Shining Water decided to make a camp there. She began building a fire.

It was then that she noticed the eagle, circling overhead. Was he looking at them? And what was that, he was carrying in his talons?

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This is day 2 of the 5 day challenge of 5 photos – 5 stories. In addition to the challenge from http://randombytesfromlife.wordpress.com I have also received the challenge from Saadia at her site, Reflection of a Rainbow. You can find her at http://saadiapeerzada.wordpress.com

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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The Sounds of Heaven

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Some believe there will be shouting,

jumping up and down,

lots of noise.

I doubt it,

He is a God of peace,

walking in the Garden,

in the cool of the day.

Angels do proclaim,

making grand announcements,

if we say anything,

I think we will be face down,

saying, “have mercy on us”,

for messing up our world,

not taking care of each other,

have mercy.

If there is any noise,

I hope it will be peaceful,

some wooden flutes,

and just maybe –

a drum or two.

 drums

 Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Poetry © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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The Search Party

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Historical Microfiction About First Nations People

“Daughter you cannot do this, it is much too dangerous!” Bull Elk was raising his voice now, but it was not from anger. He was terrified for his daughter. Bluebird loved her father, but she stood her ground. “Father I need to be with my husband, and we believe most of the Ite in the mountains are women or young girls.” “They need a woman there.” This part made sense, but Bull Elk launched out again with, “Daughter you are expecting a child!” Bluebird did not waver, “I will be on horseback father, and you know how children love the motion of riding”. She was right again. Her father was about to grasp for more straws, when someone came to their lodge door.

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When Sky came in, she did not hesitate, but explained, “I too can go with the search party”…..she looked at both of them, and continued “… and with Bluebird.” Bull Elk was speechless. Women in a search party? This had never been done before, at least not that he could remember. Who was going to talk some sense into these two?

It had been a warm day, and the snow from the day before, had melted. Trees could be seen with buds, and there were more birds singing in the area now. Life was returning. The people decided to have a meeting, around the large fire in the middle of the village. It was about the search party. Everyone agreed that a search party should go, but who should be a part of it? Men and women were at the meeting (another area of concern for Bull Elk), and everyone that wanted to, had an opportunity to speak their mind.

Sky was a strong woman, and she made a good case for her going with the men. She might be needed as a healer, and she thought she could help find the Ite, due to being a seer. She said this with the utmost humility, the way Cricket in the Meadow had taught her. She wanted to help, and the truth was, they would have an easier time of finding the people, with her along. Her husband to be, Wild Horse, spoke in favor of this. It did make good sense, and the people agreed.

The only question now centered around Bluebird. Of course it would be up to her, and Thunder Speaking, but everyone was concerned for her safety. It would be dangerous. The rivers and streams would be flooded due to melted snow, and impossible to crossover. They also might be gone for weeks. Would they be safe for that long?

It coyote 2was warm the next day, and the four Ite people in the mountains made a lot of progress, going east. They always traveled east, up hills, down into valleys, and along the sides of mountains. Shining Water and the twins, Hummingbird, and Walks with Deer, were greatly encouraged by the sun on their faces. Even Coyote, starting thinking that their adventure was a good thing. He knew that wherever Thunder Speaking was, it was a good place, and they would be safe there. He knew they needed a people to belong to.

Everything was going well…..until the bear started chasing them. They  rounded the bend of a mountainside trail, and saw the cave. Before they knew it, they heard the roar, and the bear charged them, as they ran as fast as they could down the mountain. Fortunately the mother bear was weak, from hibernating. She did not run after them very long, but Hummingbird took a bad fall, and sprained her ankle.

One thing was for certain, they could really use some help right now.

Bear in the Woods

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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