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You can run but you cannot hide ~ a Bus

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  Hide ~ a bus? You can run but you cannot hide ~ a Bus Saturdays are really busy on Mt Monadnock. Hikers come from all over the world to walk her  trails and see the beautiful views from the summit. The particular Saturday I remember is when I opened the park. Our regular hikers start showing up around seven or eight o:clock and we greet each one as they come in. At about nine o:clock one of our regulars mentioned that he saw a large tour bus headed up Rte 202 and wondered if it was on the way here to the park. I told him no buses were scheduled and that we normally do not allow buses on Saturdays because of the amount of traffic and limited parking. We started watching for the bus, knowing it would be coming. Then we received a radio call from the Old Tow Road entry. Taylor called over to let us know a bus had passed her entry traveling toward Marlboro, NH. So the bus was not headed toward the park! Well, kinda not headed toward...

I Like My Books! The Technology Wave By: James Beard aka Noodin

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  Books and the Technology Wave ~ I Like My Books! The Technology Wave By: James Beard aka Noodin I like books to read and to have on my shelf. Well, I live outdoors most of the time so I have very limited shelving. Actually, most of my books are in boxes and, hopefully, stored in a dry place. When my home became a cabin in a state park a few years ago  I no longer had a place to fill with accumulations we all so love to gather. It became obvious that I needed to unload a lot of stuff.  HIKERS CABIN - White Dot Trail @ Monadnock State Park   Furniture, pictures, clothing, tools and all the little things that seemed so important had to go. Most of it was gifted to friends and others who might need those things. A bed went to a girlfriend along with dresser, tables, chairs and nicnacs. Another bed went to my boss along with a band saw, table saw, several tables and some pictures. The X-wife wasn't left out. I tried to give her back...

Collecting Grandfather rocks 🪨/ mishomis asin!

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For a sweat-lodge it is important!  Over the past thirty years I have attended many lodges in different places. One of the most important tasks for the fire-keepers is to gather Grandfather rocks.  Firstly!  They have to be the right ones to assure a good lodge with no MISHAPS! It is NOT just a matter of going into a field to gather stones! In my experience, as is true with many other fire-keepers, volcanic rocks, basalt are the best for a sweat=lodge. It can often be found in old stream beds or in deposits near old volcanoes.    Running stream in New Boston, NH   So! How do you find an old stream bed and where are the rocks?    A stream out of hill country usually has what you are looking for. Over years and years the water has carved it way down to stone beds. Many stones have washed down into the bottom of the stream from up stream in storms and winter run offs. Often these stones will build up around curves in the stream to form larg...

A look at a book ~ WALKING SPIRIT IN A NATIVE WAY by James B Beard

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  by  F. Christopher Reynolds, M.Ed. A singer, teacher, adjunct professor in Creativity Studies, Religious Studies and Art.   "I went through your book again. It's wise how you embedded the Grandfather teachings as the chapters, like Sky Otter tracing over the water. It's wise how you have those animals and the gratitude song and the Medicines because it roots the story in the more ancient stories. It's wise how you root also into the Great Peace that is the tradition where we live, even Maize's name. It's wise how you share the dream of the knife-handed Taker. And to tell your story of the journey of honesty that you have been both enjoying and suffering." F. Christopher Reynolds, M.Ed. A singer, teacher, adjunct professor in Creativity Studies, Religious Studies and Art. He taught high school French in Berea, Ohio, and earned a Master's degree in Rites of Passage in Post Modern Philosophy.  BY THIS BOOK HERE    

To a Great Mentor ! by James B Beard, author

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  To a Great Mentor ! About this book "Walking Spirit in a Native Way" By James B. Beard This book is dedicated to my teacher, Nagaan we widong, [na-gaan-way-wi-dong / First to Speak, First Thunder, Lawrence Joe Matrious, A man who dedicated his life to the people. An Elder of the Ojibwe Nation of People that live around the great lakes in North America. His teachings, patience and example changed my life and that of many others who knew him. He was one of the last of the Old Ones of Lake Lena Reservation in Hinckley, Minnesota. I say here that he was one of the last, though in truth he is one of the old ones. Though he passed on August 9 th , 2009, he is still with us in spirit and continues to affect my life on a daily basis. A grandmother of the Ojibwe from Red Lake Reservation had been asked to oversee the ceremonies for Misho. Her name was Anna Gibs and she was a very short woman and needed a walker to move about together with a nurse...

Alone with spirit in the now : by James B Beard, author

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  Alone with spirit in the now   Tonight I took a walk on the mountain. No one else here. Just me and the wind. Ten degrees and the wind blowing at twenty to thirty miles per hour. Carefully stepping from rock to rock on an icy trail. Beautiful to hear the music wind plays as it comes down the mountain. Alone with spirit in the now. I feel the warmth of my friends and family knowing that they are in the now too. James Beard aka Noodin                Cultural Storyteller, Educator, Speaker,                Author ...

An Old Old gardening method - guided by Nature and Spirit

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  Gardening with Respect - A Seven Grandfathers Teaching   Garden / Gitigan     The Seven Gifts:: Wisdom , Respect , Honesty , Humility , Love , Courage , Truth     When I was young, I remember my mother always keeping a garden. She would plant lettuce, carrots, beans, peas, corn, potato, tomato, beets, and all sorts of vegetables in the garden. My Dad would go out in the early Spring and turn the soil down to about fifteen inches so that the ground was broken up and would drain well. This was the way to prepare a garden. Mom and Dad would spend weekend s in late May putting in the seeds.    As the garden plants began to grow so did the weeds. We would all go out to weed out the garden throughout the summer. It was a never-ending job. I think we produced more weeds than vegetables. We did have wonderful vegetables to eat and enjoy.    My parents lived from 1903 into the 1970’s. Gardening was a normal part of living for them. When ...