This Memorial Day weekend 2015, we are again celebrating all those heroes who fought for our freedom! But is our freedom truly sustainable if we lack the basic necessities of water, food, and shelter? The purpose of this website being started today is to share my 30+ years of experience working in the environmental science field. I aspire to inform and share ideas on how we can all live on planet Earth by conserving precious resources, eating healthier food, breathing cleaner air, and creating a smaller footprint. Our initial area of focus due to the world-wide water crisis of severe droughts and catastrophic floods is on providing consulting advice and educational outreach to people and communities.
When I was a little boy growing up in the 1960's in northern Virginia, the air and water were very polluted. Having asthma, I struggled to breath and wondered why anyone would smoke or burn leaves and trash as was commonly done. There were Red Alert days when I could not go outside due to the poor air quality. The Potomac River was an open sewer -- with all the dead fish we could not enjoy walking by or swimming in the water. A physical and moral brown cloud hung over our Nation's Capitol.
A TV commercial reenacted Chief Seattle on a canoe with tears in his eyes due to all the pollution. His powerful message greatly affected me and helped me initiate a career in environmental science. I could not find the original 1960's video so please post a link response if you are able to locate it.
According to the following link: (HTTP://WWW.CSUN.EDU/~VCPSY00H/SEATTLE.HTM)
CHIEF SEATTLE (MORE CORRECTLY KNOWN AS SEATHL) WAS A SUSQUAMISH CHIEF WHO LIVED ON THE ISLANDS OF THE PUGET SOUND. AS A YOUNG WARRIER, CHIEF SEATTLE WAS KNOWN FOR HIS COURAGE, DARING AND LEADERSHIP. HE GAINED CONTROL OF SIX OF THE LOCAL TRIBES AND CONTINUED THE FRIENDLY RELATIONS WITH THE LOCAL WHITES THAT HAD BEEN ESTABLISHED BY HIS FATHER. HIS NOW FAMOUS SPEECH WAS BELIEVED TO HAVE BEEN GIVEN IN DECEMBER, 1854. THERE ARE SEVERAL VERSIONS OF HIS LETTER; THE FOLLOWING WAS PROVIDED BY BAREFOOT BOB.
"THE PRESIDENT IN WASHINGTON SENDS WORD THAT HE WISHES TO BUY OUR LAND. BUT HOW CAN YOU BUY OR SELL THE SKY? THE LAND? THE IDEA IS STRANGE TO US. IF WE DO NOT OWN THE FRESHNESS OF THE AIR AND THE SPARKLE OF THE WATER, HOW CAN YOU BUY THEM?
Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every meadow, every humming insect. All are holy in the memory and experience of my people.
We know the sap which courses through the trees as we know the blood that courses through our veins. We are part of the earth and it is part of us. The perfumed flowers are our sisters. The bear, the deer, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the dew in the meadow, the body heat of the pony, and man all belong to the same family.
The shining water that moves in the streams and rivers is not just water, but the blood of our ancestors. If we sell you our land, you must remember that it is sacred. Each glossy reflection in the clear waters of the lakes tells of events and memories in the life of my people. The water's murmur is the voice of my father's father.
The rivers are our brothers. They quench our thirst. They carry our canoes and feed our children. So you must give the rivers the kindness that you would give any brother.
If we sell you our land, remember that the air is precious to us, that the air shares its spirit with all the life that it supports. The wind that gave our grandfather his first breath also received his last sigh. The wind also gives our children the spirit of life. So if we sell our land, you must keep it apart and sacred, as a place where man can go to taste the wind that is sweetened by the meadow flowers.
Will you teach your children what we have taught our children? That the earth is our mother? What befalls the earth befalls all the sons of the earth.
This we know: the earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.
One thing we know: our God is also your God. The earth is precious to him and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its creator.
Your destiny is a mystery to us. What will happen when the buffalo are all slaughtered? The wild horses tamed? What will happen when the secret corners of the forest are heavy with the scent of many men and the view of the ripe hills is blotted with talking wires? Where will the thicket be? Gone! Where will the eagle be? Gone! And what is to say goodbye to the swift pony and then hunt? The end of living and the beginning of survival.
When the last red man has vanished with this wilderness, and his memory is only the shadow of a cloud moving across the prairie, will these shores and forests still be here? Will there be any of the spirit of my people left?
We love this earth as a newborn loves its mother's heartbeat. So, if we sell you our land, love it as we have loved it. Care for it, as we have cared for it. Hold in your mind the memory of the land as it is when you receive it. Preserve the land for all children, and love it, as God loves us.
As we are part of the land, you too are part of the land. This earth is precious to us. It is also precious to you.
One thing we know - there is only one God. No man, be he Red man or White man, can be apart. We ARE all brothers after all."