The water, the sky and the earth. The healer.

The water, the sky and the earth. The healer.

A Chapter by Coyote Poetry
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The great healers. They are blessed. Chapter seven and eight.

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The Water, Sky and the Earth Chapter seven

A Chapter by Coyote Poetry

 Nature is a gift we forgot to take care of. Need to be kind to old Earth. 

                   The Water, Sky and the Earth.

                    Little Wolf,  the healer.     

                      It is my land, my home, my father’s land,
                      to which I now ask to be allow to return.
                      I want to spend my last days there, and be
                      buried among those mountains. If this could
                      be I might died in peace, feeling that my people,
                      placed in their native homes, would increase in
                      numbers, rather than diminish as at present,
                      and that our names would not become extinct.
 
   Geronimo…                      



Don Francis prepared the tarragon tea. He was feeling older and more tire today. The kids brought him hope and energy. He knew death was close by. He lived a good and long life and he worried for Silent Bobcat. She was so strong-minded and smart. She would need a lot of support and guidance. He had taught many the secret of the desert. The natural cures were at-hand for all people willing to see them. The plants were for men and woman with wisdom to find and understand. He saw great wisdom and strength in Little Wolf eyes, also great sadness. He hoped she had the strength and she would assist Silent Bobcat in her journey. He saw the four in his dreams for a long time. He know Coyote was hard-headed and strong willed. If he got something in his vision. It would get accomplished. Red Fox swim in war and violence. The education of war would make him the peaceful one. Little Wolf is the calm. Her gentle soul will bring peace to the two men. Silent Bobcat was born under a dark sky. Her eyes don’t hide the sadness. She will be the wisdom and hope. Don Francis hoped and dreams the Native Americans would rise up and show the world the road to living in peace with the Water, Sky and the Earth.
He had long conversation with Chief Joseph. They have known each other for over forty years. They took many long walks into the desert to discover what may lay in the future.  Chief Joseph was the dreamer. He fore told of the four native Americans many years ago. He saw the violence of Vietnam and he saw the wall of racism begin to fall down. He saw the great lakes and oceans being polluted. He saw in bad dreams the Water, Sky and the Earth slowly dying. Sickness and hunger would give man his final goal. Death of all human life. He knew time was limited. He had a vision of four strong hearts. They would give the Native Americans the will to fight and lead in the protection of the Water, the Sky and the Earth.
Don Francis was born to a Apache/Mexican parent. He was taught by a wise Nagual from the Yucatan Peninsula Don Carlos. Don Carlos found  him drunk and confused lost in the desert. He was sixteen years old. With a pissed off attitude and no place to go. Don Carlos took him in. Made him go to Mexico city to go to school. Taught him to respect the desert. Don Francis sat and he watched the moon rise from the east. He prayed.
         “Great Spirit
                       Be kind to a old man.
                        Give me more time on
                         the great Earth.
                        Thank you for another
                        good day to be alive.
                        Please protect my children
                        and all children.
                        Of this great Earth.
                        Give me wisdom and strength.
                        Great Spirit.
                        Please give wisdom to all
                        men and woman.
                        Thank you great Spirit.”


Little Wolf awoke early. Don Francis asked her to take a short walk into the desert. They walked about a mile from the house and they sat down on the sand. The desert was peaceful and calm in the early morning. He asked her. You had a hard and long journey. What will you do now? She smiled and she told him. Chief Joseph brought us here. I don’t know what to do next. Coyote is going to Korea. Red Fox  will be training Marines. I have no place to go. My mother told me to stay away for there was nothing left in  North Carolina. My money is running out soon. I must do something. Don Francis smiled. He told her. Years ago I left my home and a good man Don Carlos took me in. He made me go to school in Mexico City and he taught me to be a healer. He touched her face and he asked her. Would you want to be a healer? She asked him, will you make me go to school? He smiled. Told her. To understand plants and nature. You must understand science. I would want you to go to college. She bowed her head down and with sad eyes, she asked. Will I be okay? Don Francis wrapped his arms her. He told her. Life is long and very hard. We must overcome great mountains and barriers. But we must enter the fight to know great pleasures and be able to do great things.
At the house. Chief Joseph was making sausage and fry bread. Little Wolf goes to Coyote and Red Fox. She told them, I will staying here. She asked them. Please return to me here and visit often. Coyote laughed and told her. You are stuck with me my Cherokee beauty. Red Fox hugged her. He whispered no-one else wants a old Cheyenne anyway.
Silent Bobcat with a beautiful smile. Gave each one a hug. She told them all. You are my family now.


                          Coyote
                          Oct 2009

The Water, sky and the Earth. Chapter 8
A Chapter by Coyote Poetry
" Part eight of my story. New journey. "
The water, Sky and the Earth.
New journey.
“The grandfathers and the grandmothers are in the children; Teach them well.”
Ojibwa proverb
“All the Indians pray to God for life. and try to find a good road. and do nothing wrong in a life. This is what we want. and to pray to God. But you did not believe us.
You should say nothing against our religion. For we say nothing against yours. you pray to God. So do all of us Indians. as well as the whites. We both pray to only one God. who made us all.”
Sitting Bull
The Water, Sky and the Earth.
New Journey.
The time went very quickly in Mexico. Don Francis took the three on long walks into the desert. He explain to them the plants were simple. You must respect the plants and care for them. Their power of healing plants are great gifts in return for us not to abuse and destroy. His face turn sad. He told them in South American the powerful plants are dying because of the hunger of man’s great cities expansion. The animals know what to eat when they are sick. Maybe if we were more like the beast of the Earth. The world would be a better place? Little Wolf loved the peace and quiet of the desert. She would sit for hours with Red Fox in silence. He told her he could not sleep and he wanted alcohol. Chief Joseph made special taragon tea for Red Fox. Making it stronger to be able to heal his body and fight the demons. Chief Joseph would take Red Fox into the mountains. Together they would sit on the healing rocks and watch the hawks fly. Allowing the peace to create some sort of calmness in Red Fox mind and heart. Coyote saw the eyes of Red Fox softening. He wasn’t nervous or shaking anymore. He told Coyote. I will try to quit drinking. Maybe I will be alright? I will be training Marines now. Maybe my war is over? Damn Vietnam is done. Coyote wrapped his arm around Red Fox. Whispered maybe we will all be alright? The last day, the three with Don Francis went to the healing stones. Don Francis made calea zacatechicti tea. Chief Joseph was there waiting spreading the healing white sage by the stones. He blessed the area and pray for the spirit of the mountain to assist in the gathering. The three sat together. Little Wolf, Coyote and Red Fox learned to expect anything from the two old men. Chief Joseph told them. I have been taking long walks with Red Fox and he will never completely heal. His demons and nightmares are death. When you have killed. Your heart and mind will become soiled. There is no repair except to understand the acts and learn that all life is precious and have purpose. How do we know we have not killed the savior of man by accident in the wars of hate and violence?
The tea is passed to all. The tea you are drinking is common and grow wild in the desert. It will open your minds. Calea zacatechicti is one of the many natural ways to clean the mind. I have smoke it with Red Fox. He can see his world with better eyes now. But we need our friends to support and hold us up when we are weak. After the teas is finished. Everyone lay down on soft mats on the ground. The three are side by side laying on the sand. Chief Joseph told them to put their right leg into the inner left thigh. This will allow only good thoughts to come in.
” Close your eyes.
Take five deep breath and hold each one for three seconds. The sixth breath hold and think of bad thoughts or actions.
Hold for 5 seconds. Allow the bad to escape.
Take five deep breath and hold each one for three seconds. The sixth breath hold and think of something good and wonderful.
Release the air and allow the mind to fall into calmness and peace.”
Coyote is dreaming he is walking on the coastline of Texas. He can see the city of Houston in the background. The city is not moving and there is no cars. He looked around and he see many empty houses on the beach. It look like a hurricane had destroyed the coastline. He looked at the water. It is black with oil. He can see bodies of sea creatures and birds covered in oil and dead. There is no life in the sky or moving on the ground. He see a old man sitting on the shore. He goes to him. The old man with tears in his eyes told him. Man had succeeded in killing off the sea and he had killed off all that is beautiful. Little Wolf touched Coyote arm softly. She whispered. Please wake up. He jump up and falls into Little Wolf arms. With tears and fear in his eyes, he told her the story. I saw the the water and the dead animals. I met death. Death is the desire of man to kill all the beautiful things of this planet. Chief Joseph touched Coyote shoulder. He told them. The men of vision and dreams have great responsibility. He must try to stop the nightmare from happening or be a observer of the end of the world? “Coyote asked. Can this world be stop from it own death? Chief Joseph with a sad eyes whispered. I pray we can.
The drive back to Northern California was very quiet. Chief Joseph told Coyote. Dreams can be nightmares and also can be windows to the future we can try to change and must. He told him. You have a home here with me in the desert always. He walks Chief Joseph to his door. Coyote told him. I will be back in one year and thank you for being kind to me. Chief Joseph hugged him. Us Native American must stand together and we must lead in the battle to save Earth. Red fox hugged the old man. He told him. Thank you for what you did for me. I have no desire for alcohol and my mind is thinking again. Chief Joseph smiled. Hold Red Fox hands tightly and he told him. You are very close to me. This is your home Red Fox. We all need a place to feel safe. A friend who do not grade or rate. Some healing may take a lifetime. He gave Red Fox, many bags of herbs and he told him. Boil the tea for ten minute. The herbs needs heat to come alive. Red Fox told Coyote as they drive on Highway 1. I feel good for the first time in 10 years. Chief Joseph gave me many bags of herbal tea. I hope I don’t get tossed in the military prison for using this stuff.
Coyote smiled. It is a beautiful day on Highway 1. He can see the ocean from the highway.
Coyote


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