Breakfast at McDonald's

This was sent to me by e-mail and I converted it to post here because it speaks volumes.  I only hope others can hear as clearly as I.  Much Love and many prayers ~wrulf

 

Breakfast at McDonald's

This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting facts!):

I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree.

The last class I had to take was Sociology.

The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with.

Her last project of the term was called, 'Smile.'

The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.

I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally.

Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning.
It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son.
We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then
  even my husband did.

I did not move an inch... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved.
As I turned around I smelled a horrible 'dirty body' smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men.
As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was 'smiling'

His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance.
He said, 'Good day' as he counted the few coins he had been clutching.
The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.
I held my tears as I stood there with them.
The young lady at the counted asked him what they wanted.
He said, 'Coffee is all Miss' because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm).

Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes.
That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.
I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.

I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand.
He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, 'Thank you.'
I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, 'I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope.'

I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, 'That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope...’
We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give.
We are not church goers, but we are believers.
That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love.

I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in 'my project' and the instructor read it.
Then she looked up at me and said, 'Can I share this?'
I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class.
She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed.
In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my son, the instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.

I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:

UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.

Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to

LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS -

NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.

Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart

To handle yourself, use your head.
To handle others, use your heart.

God gives every bird its food, but He does not throw it into its nest.

Lifehouse's Everything Skit

This was posted by a friend on Facebook.  This was his original post:

Richard Maly - This video was shared with me on FB by a friend of my son. It is a very moving skit, it shows how our life changes when distractions take us from our walk with the Lord. If you want to see what God can do for you.......How God can change your life...............These kids have got an excellent skit for you. Hang in to the end. The middle is a little depressing. But the end is awesome!

 

I just want to pass this on, because it came to me at a time when I was praising, just after morning prayers.  I usually cannot watch videos to completion on the wireless in a 1-cell area without it stuttering and stopping.  Although, this video played through to the very end with one minor stutter.  I am not going to say much more than - please take a look.

Protestors stand their ground in battle over Indian mound

This was sent to me today, just want to pass it on.

Lisa Crane, Reporting
Lynne Jones, Producer
Jamey Bryan, Photographer/Editor
Published: August 20, 2009

Oxford, Ala. - The battle over a Native American Indian mound in Oxford has garnered national - even international attention. 

The city is tearing down the historic site to help build a new retail development. The dirt work at the mound has created a huge backlash from Native American groups.

It’s the largest stone mound ever created by Native Americans.  A recent study found Indian artifacts at the site. Archaeologists estimate it was built 1,500 years ago. 

The property was transferred from the city to Oxford’s Commercial Development Authority about six months ago. 

As you drive along Interstate 20 through Oxford, you can see the Indian mound.  Missing most of its trees, the hill has been cleared down to the red clay since workers started carrying truck loads of soil off the mound to use as fill dirt on a retail construction site at nearby Oxford Exchange.

Behind the Outback ~ A Nomadic Journey Act V

Behind the Outback ~ A Nomadic Adventure

Act V

We booked into Davis Lakes Campground, a public campground, for a week.  Very Nice, 3 lakes and only 10 miles from the pow wow.

Scene I

12 August 2009 ~ Got a little twisted and missed a turn somewheres, so it took a little longer to get back up to Virginia than we though.  Passed this place called the Great Dismal Swamp, Hmmm sounds like that would be right up my alley, gotta check it out after the pow wow!  Anyways, Bear was NOT impressed with this travel day LOL.

Scene II

14 August 2009 ~ It has been raining since we got here, heading to the pow wow grounds to set up the shop this morning.  So far so good, cloudy but not raining.  Ahhh yeeeaaa, until we get to the Pow Wow grounds, then its pouring.  Anyways, its on and off rainy while we set up.  The pow wow is located at a beautiful state run park called Lone Star Lakes Lodge.  Notice the Lone Star Below  

We found, from talking to their Chief, that this is the area in which their ancestors lived so many years ago!  There were lots of shade trees and it was located on the Nansemond River.  Someone else also told me that several years ago it was a sand quarry and they would run barges up the river to there and load with sand for building roads and such.  Which explains these weird short boat dock looking things down on the rivers edge.

Scene III

15 August 2009 ~ Saturday was a little rainy still in the morning, but it stopped and cleared out just in time to POW WOW!  The drum Eastern Bull Drum & Singers were absolutely Awesome.  Check out their website www.easternbull.com and take a look at the videos I took of them. 

We had a few surprises on Saturday as well.  Nelson & Cyndy were visiting in Richmond, VA and they came down for the pow wow.  Their Grandson danced in the circle with Nelson. 

And our new friends Sandy & Bee were there and danced all weekend! 

Scene IV

16 August 2009 ~ Sunday there was No rain at all and it was breezy and Beautiful.  I must say that the people came out for this pow wow, rain or not, they came both days and the people in town knew about it.  This pow wow has been going for about 21 years they said.  It went till about 6pm and we put all the product away and came to get the barn on Monday, juss cuz we could

Be sure to see my youtube channel: http://www.youtube.com/user/Spiderwrulf  and the Flickr Photo albums:  http://www.flickr.com/photos/spiderwrulf/sets/ for all the details.  We will be travelling back to NC on wednesday.

Much Love and many prayers my fellow

's

Spiderwrulf & Cloudwalker

 

You could have heard a pin drop.

At a time when our president and other politicians tend to apologize for our country’s prior actions, here’s a refresher on how some of our former patriots handled negative comments about our country.
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JFK'S Secretary of State, Dean Rusk, was in France in the early 60's when DeGaule decided to pull out of NATO.  DeGaule said he wanted all US military out of France as soon as possible.

Rusk responded "Does that include those who are buried here?”

DeGaule did not respond.

You could have heard a pin drop.
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When in England, at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked by the Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an example of empire building by George Bush.

He answered by saying, 'Over the years, the United States has sent many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond our borders.  The only amount of land we have ever asked for in return is enough to bury those that did not return.'

You could have heard a pin drop.
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There was a conference in France where a number of international engineers were taking part, including French and American.  During a break, one of the French engineers came back into the room saying 'Have you heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims.  What does he intended to do, bomb them?'

A Boeing engineer stood up and replied quietly: 'Our carriers have three hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people; they are nuclear powered and can supply emergency  electrical power to shore facilities; they have three  cafeterias with the capacity to feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several thousand gallons of fresh water from sea water each day, and they carry half a dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and from their flight deck.  We have eleven such ships; how many does France have?'

You could have heard a pin drop.

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A U.S. Navy Admiral was attending a naval conference that included Admirals from the U.S., English, Canadian, Australian and French Navies. At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large group of Officers that included personnel from most of those countries. Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but a French admiral suddenly complained that, whereas Europeans learn many languages, Americans learn only English. He then asked, 'Why is it that we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than speaking French?'

Without hesitating, the American Admiral replied, “Maybe it's because the Brit's, Canadians, Aussie's and Americans arranged it so you wouldn't have to speak German.”

You could have heard a pin drop.

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AND THIS STORY FITS RIGHT IN WITH THE ABOVE...

Robert Whiting, an elderly gentleman of 83, arrived in Paris by plane. At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport in his carry on.

"You have been to France before, monsieur?" the customs officer asked sarcastically.

Mr. Whiting admitted that he had been to France previously.

"Then you should know enough to have your passport ready."

The American said, 'The last time I was here, I didn't have to show it."

"Impossible! Americans always have to show your passports on arrival in France!"

The American senior gave the Frenchman a long, hard look.  Then he quietly explained, ''Well, when I came ashore at Omaha Beach on D-Day in 1944 to help liberate this country, I couldn't find a single Frenchmen to show a passport to."

You could have heard a pin drop.

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I am proud to be of this land, AMERICA  

And that's when the fight started....

My wife and I were watching

Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in
 bed.
  I turned to her and said, "Do you want to have
 sex?" "No," she answered.
 I then said, "Is that your final answer?" She
 didn't even look at me this time, simply saying
 "Yes."
 So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."
 And that's when the fight started.... 
 

  I asked
 my wife, "Where do you want to go for our
 anniversary?"
 It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet
 appreciation.
 "Somewhere I haven't been in a long time!"
 she said.
 So I suggested, "How about the kitchen?"
 And that's when the fight started.....

  
 Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my
 lunch, grabbed the dog, and slipped quietly into the garage.
  I hooked up the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back
 out into a torrential downpour.
 The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the
 garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather
 would be bad all day.
 I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped
 back into bed.
 I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different
 anticipation, and whispered,
 'The weather out there is terrible.'
 My loving wife of 10 years replied, 'Can you believe my
 stupid husband is out fishing in that?'

And that's when the fight started.... 
 
 
  A man and a woman were asleep like two innocent babies.
 Suddenly, at 3 o'clock in the morning, a loud noise
 came from outside.
 The woman, bewildered, jumped up from the bed and yelled at
 the man 'Holy Shit.
 That must be my husband!'
 So the man jumped out of the bed; scared and naked jumped
 out the window. He smashed himself on the ground, ran
 through a thorn bush and to his car as fast as he could go.
  A few minutes later he returned and went up to the bedroom
 and screamed at the woman, 'I AM your husband!'
 The woman yelled back, 'Yeah, then why were you
 running?'
And that's when the fight started.... 
 
  
 I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller Light
 for $14.95.
 Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95.
 I told her the beer would make her look better at night
 than the cold cream. 
 And that's when the fight started.... 

 A woman was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.
 She was not happy with what she saw and said to her
 husband,
 'I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really
 need you to pay me a compliment.'
 The husband replies, 'Your eyesight's damn near
 perfect.' 
 And that's when the fight started.... 

 
  I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some
 reason, took my order first.
 "I'll have the strip steak, medium rare,
 please."
 He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad
 cow?""
Nah, she can order for herself."
And that's when the fight started.... 

  My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school
 reunion,
 And I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as
 she sat alone at a nearby table..
 My wife asked, 'Do you know her?'
 'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend.
 I understand she took to drinking right after we split up
 those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober
 since.'
 'My God!' said my wife, 'who would think a
 person could go on celebrating that long?'

And that's when the fight started.... 
 
 
 After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to
 apply for Social Security.
 The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's
 license to verify my age.
 I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at
 home.
 I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to
 go home and come back later.
 The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt.' So I opened
 my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.
 She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof
 enough for me'
 And she processed my Social Security application.
 When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my
 experience at the Social Security office.
 She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You
 might have gotten disability, too.' 
 And that's when the fight started.... 

  My wife sat down on the couch next to me as I was flipping
 channels.
 She asked, 'What's on TV?'
 I said, 'Dust.' 
 And that's when the fight started.... 
 
 
  My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming
 anniversary.
 She said, 'I want something shiny that goes from 0 to
 150 in about 3 seconds.'
 I bought her a scale.
And that's when the fight started....

Upcoming Pow Wows we have scheduled

Greetings,

Here are some of the pow wows we have scheduled for the next month.  Please see the dot com for other pow wow listings as well.  http://sixdirectionstraders.com/calendar.html 

 August 15 - 16, 2009 ~ 2009 Nansemond Tribal Festival & Pow Wow

Lone Star Lake Lodge ~ Suffolk, VA 23434

10:00 AM - 6:00 PM, Saturday, August 15th, 2009 ~10:00 AM - 6:00 PM, Sunday, August 16th, 2009 ~ *Follow Pembroke until it dead ends, turn left and follow the trail to the parking area ~ For Directions call Earl Bass at 252-771-2476

   August 28 - 29, 2009 ~ 16th Annual Frank Liske Park Powwow

4001 Stough Road ~ Frank Liske Park ~ Concord, NC 28025

We welcome other drums, please see arena director. Head Gourd Dancer: Rich Perry This is a traditional southern protocol powwow - Free admission - Primitive camping - Park opens at 8am  - Grand Entry: Friday: 7 p.m.; Saturday: 3 p.m. and 7:30 p.m.; Gourd dancing at 1 p.m. Saturday: Craft contest, 10 a.m.; Fur and Feathers, 10 a.m. to 12 p.m.; Princess contest registration deadline, 12 p.m.; Crazy midnight auction begins 30 minutes after evening session ends. Please schedule all specials in advance with the emcee. Committee special only on Saturday night. Please bring your blankets, lawn chairs, and canopies.Traders contact: Gene Hall 336-249-1033 or 336-413-1812- Cabarrus Powwow Association - 75 Scalybark Trail - Concord, NC 28027 - George Hoyt 704-786-5705 gehoyt@carolina.rr.com  www.frankliskepowwow.com

September 5 & 6, 2009 ~ 20th Annual Running Water Pow Wow

Cherokee Homecoming ~ Ripe Corn Festival

Ridge Ferry Park ~ Rome, Georgia 30162

Ridge Ferry Park is located on Riverside Parkway, downtown Rome, Georgia. On the Banks of the Oostanaula River in front of Chieftains Museum/Major Ridge Home. Master of Ceremonies - Richard D. Bird; Headman Dancer - Bullet Standingdeer Headlady Dancer - Nicole Williams; Arena Director - Jamie Pheasant; Host Drum - Bird Choppers Bird Family; Storykeeper - Fred Bradley; Flute Player - Tommy Wildcat; Charlie Wayne Watson Singers; Dave "Whitewolf" Trezak; Cherokee Rose & Selena; Color Guard - Native American Warrior Society and Honor Guard; Primitive Skills - Richie Taylor & Carmen Shuler; Horse Rides - Randy Kenne; Host Motel: Days Inn of Rome 840 Turner McCall Blvd 706-295-0400 www.daysinn.com Official 2006 Powwow Tee Shirt. Painting by Billy Mac Steele. Head Staff Aztec Dancers - Javier Alsaro & Family ~ HOURS of OPERATION:Saturday August 30, 2008 10AM to 10PM Grand Entry at 1pm and 7pm; Sunday August 31, 2008 10AM to 6PM Grand Entry at 1:00 pm ADMISSION:Age 13 to 69 $ 7.00 - Age 12 and under FREE - Age 70 and over FREE Sponsored by: Native American Preservation Association of Georgia, Inc. - PO Box 565; Rome, Georgia 30162-0565 www.napaofga.org Host Motel:Days Inn of Rome 840 Turner McCall Blvd 706-295-0400

   September 11 - 13, 2009 ~ Spirit of the Veteran and Warrior Pow Wow

 Hwy 27 ~ City Point Park ~ Dayton TN 37332

Visit our Authentic Native Village and see living history demonstrations - Shop for Dreamcatchers, Native Arts & Crafts, pottery, regalia clothing, music, jewelry made and repaired, Artwork, moccasins and more!  Taste Native Foods such as frybread, Indian tacos, buffalo, fry doggies, gator, and venison.  Friday is Kids Day 9:30am - 2pm Visit Tepee Village with artifacts from 1800's through present day lifestyle.  Candy Run game, Hoop Dance, Taste Native Frybread.  Learn the meaning of Regalia clothing.  Class picture will be taken.  Host Drum: Red Road Singers, MC: JJKent, Head man: GeneThomas, Head Lady: Sandy Cherokee, Keeper of the Circle: Ken Cloudwalker, Jerry Lang Native American Warrior Society,  Aztec Dancers! September 11th Special to be announced honoring the fallen, Karen Cooper is over dancers and entertainment, overnight camping is available - there is limited electricity ~ Call for Details & to register your group.  Adults $3, Children $1 **Remember you Souvenier money.  Rain or Shine, Auctions, Musical Entertainment ~Friday Evening Pow Wow 5pm - 9pm Grand Entry 7pm ~ Saturday Festival opens at 10am Grand Entry at 1pm & 7pm closes at 9:45 Sunday Grand Entry 1pm ~ All Drums Welcome - Overnight camping available (some spaces have electric) Keeper of the Circle - Ken Cloudwalker Sponsored by - Jimmy (931)529-1557 or (931)316-9970

 

Behind the Outback ~ A Nomadic Journey Act IV

Greetings ~ Much Love and many prayers to everyone out there!  Well we hit the pow wow trail again heading for the Outer Banks, North Carolina *hereafter referred to as OBX

Behind the Outback ~ A Nomadic Journey

Act IV

Scene I

7 August 2009 ~ We chose to leave the campground a little later, because we could not get there to the pow wow grounds until after 4pm.  BIG MISTAKE!!!!  OMG  the Traffic!!!  We only went about 160 miles, however it took almost 6 hours!!!  We went through Norfolk and drove down the OBX over the bridges and tunnels.  It was nice, Lots of roadside attractions to look at and take pics, but Sheesh a loooong drive.  Anyways, y'all might like the travelling pics a little better this time, I spiced them up!  I think the coolest thing I saw was a place called Diggers Dungeon ~ Jeez I wish we coulda stopped there!!  I absolutely Love Grave Digger the Monster Truck.  It's a Monster Truck garage, Gift shop, looked like you could get a ride, AND they had Diggers Diner!

As I say, the Drive was Interesting, but Long.  As we got closer to the playground of the Filthey Stinking Rich ** hereafter referred to as FSR**  , we Really saw some sites. 

We set the camper up when we got to the grounds, which were on an airfield.  Got some supper and Crashed!!

Scene II

8 August 2009 ~ Most vendors showed up today to set up.  We are sooo spoiled about getting set up the day before.  But I got the last little thing in place just before the pow wow began.  Ken was the Keeper of the Circle here and Ric Bird was MC.  Ken & Becky, dancers we met last year at several pow wows down here, were camping all weekend here so we got to spend some time with them. 

After the pow wow, we explored the OBX and got a munch.  Reminded me of Wildwood, NJ a bit, without the boardwalk.  I was on a mission, as y'all have seen I am collecting different "Euro Decals" for the camper from places we stay in.  On the drive down I had been seeing the OBX ones and wanted to get one, BUT then i noticed they had one where the O was a Hurricane Icon LOL.  So I found a gift shop that had them to add to the collection!

Scene III

9 August 2009 ~ Sunday was pretty slow, but this entire pow wow was very spiritual and we found many more friends and family here. 

We will definitely go back to this pow wow again.  And perhaps I will be able to get some time for fishing next time!!  The campgrounds were rather expensive, so we travelled about 100 miles to get a better deal to stay over for a couple nights. 

Scene IV

11 August 2009 ~ Bear Grass, NC ~ Booked a pow wow in Suffolk, VA this coming weekend.  Tomorrow we will head to a Campground close to there and hunker down for a weekly rate.  Will work on uploading the videos today and chillin' 

Much Love and many prayers

Spiderwrulf & Cloudwalker

Goodbye Indian Mounds, Hello Sam’s Club

This story is from an area we went to pow wow last year, and the Longest Walk came through.  Some friends of ours there are deeply involved in this, so I wanted to help spread the word about what is going on.  The news article from July 10, 2009 can be found here: http://www.reznetnews.org/article/goodbye-indian-mounds-hello-sam-s-club-36320

The following is from their Facebook Group

A 1,500 year old Native American stone mound is being continually bulldozed near Oxford, Alabama, and the earth used as fill dirt for a Sam's Club, the BIG BOX discount franchise owned by Walmart.

Protesters there have managed to stop the shovels on the top of the mound, but excavation continues at the base and 320 acres of Sacred burial grounds, temples and sanctuaries are at risk. The Mayor of Oxford in his 7th consecutive term, plans to level the top of the mound and build a hotel, spa and resort. City council members completely disregard the research of reputable archaeologist that this site is not only of cultural and historical importance, but most likely contains the remains of deceased ancestors as well as cultural and spiritual artifacts.

If this sickens you and violates your sense of justice as it does ours, Join us both virtually via facebook and twitter for Globally coordinated VP (virtual protests) as well as on site "LIVE" for those of you who can be there in person. This is a fight that we can win if we look at the bigger picture to preserve this and other sites that are at risk. We may very well lose this battle but we need to raise international awareness of this brutal disregard of our collective native heritage and it's continued desecration. If we don't succeed in saving this site, we must set our sites on preventing further abuses and to make this an example of rampant greed and disregard of Native Cultural heritage.

INVERT "the stereotypes and archaic notions of indianness
517 years of Colonialism, genocide and abuse on Turtle Island must come to an end. These United States were built on & with the very backs and bones of our ancestors. Their skin will not be traded or made into boots, flesh and bones will not be put on display in a circus or the cathedrals of consumerism.


-"THIS IS WHAT DECOLONIZATION LOOKS LIKE"*:
- DON'T "Bury your heart at Walmart!" - get your fight on right now!
- BOYCOTT WALMART & SAM'S CLUB and let them know about it!
- Join us for VP's (virtual protests) and Live protests
- Contribute your time, words and ideas to this movement
- Rise up and say:
"Mitakuye Oyesin" -Oglala wisdom*
WE ARE ALL ONE,
We are all inter-related to the Earth our Mother, to every living thing, each other and all of creation.This is not just the battle for Signal Mountain, but the fight for Native heritage to be preserved and respected on a wider scale.


Respectfully,
Carolyn Chambliss

The Buzzard, The Bat, and The Bumblebee.

THE BUZZARD: If you put a buzzard in a pen that is 6 feet by 8 feet and is entirely open at the top, the bird, in spite of its ability to fly, will be an absolute prisoner. The reason is that a buzzard always begins a flight from the ground with a run of 10 to 12 feet. Without space to run, as is its habit, it will not even attempt to fly, but will remain a prisoner for life in a small jail with no top.

THE BAT: The ordinary bat that flies around at night, a remarkable nimble creature in the air, cannot take off from a level place. If it is placed on the floor or flat ground, all it can do is shuffle about helplessly and, no doubt, painfully, until it reaches some slight elevation from which it can throw itself into the air. Then, at once, it takes off like a flash.

THE BUMBLEBEE: A bumblebee, if dropped into an open tumbler, will be there until it dies, unless it is taken out. It never sees the means of escape at the top, but persists in trying to find some way out through the sides near the bottom. It will seek a way where none exists, until it completely destroys itself.

PEOPLE: In many ways, we are like the buzzard, the bat, and the bumblebee. We struggle about with all our problems and frustrations, never realizing that all we have to do is look up! That's the answer, the escape route and the solution to any problem! Just look up.

Sorrow looks back, Worry looks around, But faith looks up!
Live simply, love generously, care deeply, speak kindly and trust in our Creator who loves us.

Lemme Tell you about My Children

 We have had Severe storm and hail reports all weekend, but only get a shower rolling through now and again.  So I thank Creator for taking care of us once again.  Now that the Weekend warriors are gone from the preserve, we have our park back LOL!!  Probably gonna take my Fishing day today, I got a good deal of beading done over the weekend. 

We must have gotten lucky to get this campsite right on the water!  Loving it, this is a really Nice Preserve and very close to Williamsburg (Ken is sooo wanting to go to Busch Gardens for a Coaster Fix) Maybe next time if we have some extra cash. 

Now, Let me tell you about my Children.  Most of y'all know my Furry Four-legged Children.  They have been so good, Great Travelling, and moving around so much with us.  I just wanted to post a little about them. 

Little Wolf was named because she looked to me, like a little wolf, it was only after we brought her home that we noticed she actually does howl!  Its a really cool guttural howl too.  She is an American Eskimo spitz.  She was a rescue dog that we got in 2006.  She was 2 years old at the time and had just been 'fixed' and they buzzed her coat, which was hideous.  They had her on all kinds of meds to keep her 'calm' (doped up more like!)  We tossed all the meds and went for the hormone ride for about a year.  She still has her issues and set-offs, but she has come a long way. 

She doesn't care for the water, although the other day when we took Bear swimming she was getting excited watching him chase the waves that she jumped in!  Anyway, to sum it up - She is ALL Girl for sure and has bonded well with her big Bubby.  My Little Wolf aka: Stinky Boo, Sissy, Alligator Girl, Crazy Bitch, My Vicious (spoken like Gollums "My Precious") and my personal favorite - Snuggle Bunny!

Little Bear is a Chow and Rottweiler mix mutt.  He was born in a litter of pups to our good friend Bills Dog.  I raised him in the time I was recovering for foot surgeries.  He was named after a Lakota Elder that has Crossed over around the time of his birth, ummm and the fact that he DID look like a little Bear.  Hmm.. can you guess which pup he was? LOL!

He is very Lovable as long as Sissy doesn't alert him, then Look OUT!  He has really taken to swimming.  It's just so funny to see him trying to figure out what the waves are!!   I can't wait to get him to the ocean to see what he thinks of those waves!  My Little Bear aka: Boogey Man, Fuzzy Butt, Bubby, BOY!, Senor Shithead (pronounced shi-THEED) LMAO and Ken's favorite - Pecker-Head.

When people see the "Beware of Dog" Sign on the site, they automatically think its the 'big' dog, HAHAHA they don't know its the 'little white one' they need to watch, UNLESS they come too near LOL!

People don't believe me when I tell them he used to fit inside the hole of a Cinder Block!

This was before his full coat came in!

I Love My Children, they both just turned 5 years old this year.