A very heart warming story is told by the old ones of the Cherokee (Aniyun wiya )Nation. Once during ancient times when the Healer walked amongst our peoples he went for a walk in the forest for quiet and peace as his mind was deeply troubled by the thoughts and visions of the future of his friends. As he walked he came upon a faun in a pool of moon light, the color was a blue and silver hues, its legs were weak, for it was hungry and it could not find its mother.
The Healer spoke to it "Silver-flecked babe of the forest, where is thy mother? Which path did she take when she left thee?" The forest child looked at Him sadly, then turned toward a dim path. Unhesitatingly the Great Man followed. Not far away they came to a bower, and there among the leaves lay the mother. She had been clawed unmercifully by the lion; but in leading away the huge cat, she had saved the forest infant. The Healer knelt, gently stroked her torn and bleeding body until at last she stood erect beside Him. His disciples, who had been following Him at a distance so that no harm would come to Him, saw the miracle happen. They stopped and stared with eyes unbelieving as the doe nuzzled her faun.
"Art thou not afraid," His disciples said to Him, "that using thy power on the animal kingdom, someday it shall all be gone when most you desire it?"
"Nay," Smiled the Pale One. "There cannot be too many good deeds. Such is the manner of compassion. A lost lamb is my Father's business, as important as saving a nation, if one need not choose between them. More precious in my Father's eyes is a good deed than the most exquisite jewel."
His disciples knelt to touch His white robe, where the dark crosses stood out in the moonlight.
"He Walked The America's by Taylor Hansen"
Published by Ray Palmer, Legend Press, 9533 Clinton Road Amherst, WI 54406
email lgpress@hotmail.com
You may purchase this wonderful book of over 30+ yrs of research by Hansen at the link at the bottom of this blog.
No comments:
Post a Comment