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~Welcome To the Story of How Spring defeats Winter~
This legend is Seneca from Northeast Woodlands
Here
I will take you back over
the century To a time
when great chiefs spoke
and warriors listened
When lives were spiritual
in meaning to them
Then you will learn some
of the stories that became
the Myths and Legends
of their belief,
that will be coming soon.
If we too can look into
their lives Maybe we can
begin to understand their
hearts
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May you find something of
the truth and strength of
the Native Americans
in these words and understand
their struggle.
For though other peoples
have had their struggle
throughout time,
these people were trampled
on and over and even a president
of the United States
managed to put a price on
their heads, like that of
an animal.
~The Ten Indian Commandments~
Treat the Earth and all
that dwell thereon with
respect
Remain close to the Great
Spirit
Show great respect for your
fellow beings
Work together for the benefit
of all mankind
Give assistance and kindness
wherever needed
Do what you know to be right
Look after the well-being
of mind and body
Dedicate a share of your
efforts to the greater good
Be truthful and honest at
all times
Take full responsiblity
for your actions......
A long time ago, the old people say, the tide did not come in or go out
The ocean would stay very high up on the shore for a long time
and the clams and the seaweed and the other good things to eat would be hidden
under the deep water. The people were often hungry
This old man had long white hair and wherever he stepped the ground grew
hard as stone.
When he breathed the rivers stopped flowing and the ponds
became solid
The birds and animals fled before him and plants dried
up
and died as the leaves shriveled and fell from the trees
Finally this old man found a place where he could set up his lodge
He
made the walls of ice and covered it over with snow.
He sat inside his
lodge in front of a fire which gave off no heat,
though a strange
flickering light came from it.
His only friend was the North Wind, who
sat beside him
at the fire and laughed as they spoke of things they did
to make
the world a cold, hard place.
They sat and smoked their
pipes through the long, white nights.
One morning, though, as the two dozed by their fire, they felt that
something was wrong
The air was harder to breathe and when they looked
outside
they saw strange things happening.
The snowdrifts were
growing smaller. Cracks were forming in the ice on the pond
"Henh!" said the North Wind, " I can stay no longer."
He went out of the
lodge and flew through the air toward the north
not stopping until he
again reached a place where snow and ice were deep and there
was no hint
of warmth.
But the old man did not stir. He knew his magic was
strong.
He had build his lodge to last
Now, there came a knocking at his door. Someone was striking against the
ice
so hard that pieces were falling away from his blows. "Go away!" the
old man shouted.
"No one can enter my lodge"
Even as he said it, the door of the lodge broke and fell to the ground
A
young man with a smile on his face stood there.
Without a word he
stepped into the lodge and sat on the other side of the fire from the old
man
He held a green stick in his hand and with it he stirred the
fire.
As he stirred the fire it began to grow warm. the old man felt
sweat began to run down his face.
"Who are you?" said the old man.
"Why have you broken my door? No one can come in here but my friend, North
Wind
If you do not leave, I will freeze you with my breath."
Then the
old man tried to blow his chilly breath at the young stranger, but only a
thin mist came from his lips
The young man laughed,"Old Man," he
said, "let me stay here and warm myself by your fire."
The old man grew angry."I am the one who makes the birds and the animals
flee.
Wherever I step the ground turns into flint. I make the snow and
ice. I am mightier than you."
As he spoke, though, the old man felt
more sweat run off his brow and the young man continued to smile.
"Listen" the stranger said, " I am young and strong. You cannot frighten
me.
Surely you know who I am. Do you not feel how warm my breath is?
Wherever I breathe the plants grow and the flowers bloom. Where I step
the grasses sprout and snow melts away.
The birds and the animals come
to me. See how long my hair is? Your hair is falling out now, Old
man.
Wherever I travel I bring sunshine and you cannot stay. Do you
not know me, Old Man?
Do you not hear my companion, the Fawn?
she
is the South Wind. She is blowing on your lodge. It is your time to
leave
The old man opened his mouth to speak, but no words came
out.
He grew smaller and smaller and the sweat poured as he melted away.
Then he was gone. The walls of his lodge of ice and snow fell in
Where his cold fire had burned, white flowers now bloomed.
Once again, the Young Man, Spring, had defeated the Old Man, Winter.
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A Lakota Prayer
Great Spirit, you are everything
And yet above everything
You are first and always
have been
Through you our children
will have strong hearts
And they will walk the straight
path in a sacred manner
Help me to walk the sacred
path of life
Without difficulty
With my mind and heart continually
fixed on you!
Amen
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