A Place

Namaste' all ; though I dont seem to have many readers, the ones I have wow, amazing people and that is such an honor to have you share peeks into your world, and actually be interested in the one I trek. So THANK YOU THANK YOU most ever humbly. I told myself if I made just one new friend on here, and there was a sharing and communication of sorts, it would make me ecstatic :0) I truly love to walk in another's shoes, and go on a journey with them. Other's journeys lead to inspiration for me as a student, and what we are inspired by, (be it another being, situation, experience etc) we then take and create a fantastic reality. We also can in turn become a teacher. I know my teachers have come in all shapes, sizes, and colors! I can honestly say there are a few though I have not met, I would welcome into my home graciously with open arms.

Sky and Legend share a moment

It can be hard to look at our weaknesses, but depending on the circumstances such things can also be a strength, so we must tred carefully so as to not cut out what may at first glance, appear to be weeds from our garden. For the very next day that weed may become the rose we need, thorns and all. ;0)

I have written poetry, music, and have been singing since... oh gee, I remember running around shirtless in just underwear riding my bike up and down our street singing songs from grease hahahaha. So a while, and living out where I live, I can still run out in my underwear and sing shirtless if I want, okay I admit I do hahaha, but the planes have been getting lower every year I notice ;0) but hey old habits die really painfully. ha ha.

I thought before I upload and post on my blog my snow storm of the century video I took at just after 6 in the morning april 26th of this year, (just a few days ago) I would post a couple of my songs I wrote, and add a couple pics of the snow storm we got hit with in such a way, as it looked like the middle of winter all over again. The videos are a bit too long for you tube so I have to shorten them through a program which I hope to get to tonight, and post them this week-end sometime. It's just me hiking through my land taking footage of mother natures snowy siren song.

This first song has a folksy feel to it, with high and deeper notes... wrote it approx 10 years ago now, one thing about me is I never write a story I am not personally connected to, that means I have experienced what I write about , or know someone who has, or been inspired to write about it, due to someone elses story. But every thing I have ever written in my life has a story. The second song is about a little girl that was murdered Carlie Brewster. I saw this video on t.v of this beautiful little girl being led away by a stranger, and later found dishonored.

Songs hit me mostly when I am in the shower, or in bed late at night this one hit me right before I was to take a shower, and I wrote the entire song in that one shower, it just all came to me and went together. I wrote it all out the moment I jumped out. I do wish to say I wrote Carlie's lullabye in honor of Carlie, I did not know her, I FELT her energy and soul right through the video I saw of her, it HIT me HARD like a gust of strong wind, and I feel she helped me to write that song just like that. I do not have any children, and I pray the song is not taken out of context, maybe some day I'll adopt so many out there need a home, I work with youth though and they are a HUGE passion in my life. Maybe I will post my song "when the last leaf falls" at some point as well, as that is about a child I knew when I was a child myself, and she was killed. A place is very much a part of me, things I have seen, stuff I have experienced, other people close to me and watching their stories. As I said we all are students and teachers, that never stops, unless you choose it to.

A Place

I once saw a bird flying high in the sky;

And I knew the secrets it held;

It led me to a land, a far away place;

And there I was forced to stand;

Well I've seen many wonders to make me believe;

I've seen a miracle or two;

I now understand, as that bird flies away;

What I believe about myself will all come true;

A place, a place, a far away place

From the moment we're born till we die;

A place, a place , a far away place;

One you can run to and hide;

I once met a man, he was travelling afar;

And he spoke, deep from his heart;

He said "if you look, you will surely find;"

Oh I wonder where this man had gone;

A place, a place, a far away place;

I wonder just how he knew;

A place, a place, a far away place;

Oh I hope that I find it too.

I once knew a child, and he grew to be;

A man so big and strong;

When asked he replied, "I would never be, if my mother hadn't been there all along;"

A place, a place, a far away place;

I wonder is it only what we say;

A place, a place, a faraway place;

I want to believe there's a way;

So many dreams, a long time ago;

He wonders what happened to them all;

He lived his life, asleep in the light;

Blinded by the darkness in his soul;

A place, a place, a far away place;

It's true, you become how you live;

A place, a place, a far away place;

And it's only as good as you give;

All the things never said, and in the blink of an eye;

It becomes too little, too late;

And as death takes hold, of a father so old;

"I'm proud of you my child," he doesn't say;

A place, a place, a far away place;

Be sure to tell those, that you love;

A place, a place, a far away place;

For when it's time, it just might not be enough;

In a room sits a girl, waiting to die;

Yet clings to the hope that life brings;

Down on her knees, she prays there'll come a day;

When the chains within, set her free;

A place, a place, a far away place;

Caught between the real and fantasy;

A place, a place, a far away place;

To rise up from the ashes, to see;

Driving home from a place, he never should have been;

To a wife he's told too many lies;

A tear stained letter awaits in her place;

He knows, it's a final good-bye;

A place, a place, a far away place;

Where the stakes seem to outweight the cost;

A place, a place, a far away place;

In a game he was sure to have lost;

Is it right, is it wrong, which road to choose;

Conflicted inside and confused;

To compromise, all she is in this life;

And in the morning left lonely and feeling used;

A place, a place, a far away place;

Don't give in, don't make that mistake;

A place, a place, a far away place;

For all you'll be missing is heart ache;

In a bed lies a woman, so old and grey;

It is hard to see the beauty within;

She said "don't you judge, what you see my friend;

For the stories I can tell you never end;"

A place , a place, a far away place;

I found it such a long time ago;

A place, a place, a far away place;

For I was once young too you know;

And as I walk, I look around, and I hear the sounds;

Oh it's been such a very long time;

To feel as a child, what I once used to feel;

As I turn my face to the sky;

A place, a place, a far away place;

From the moment we're born till we die;

A place, a place, my far away place;

One I can run to and hide, for that place I know resides ...inside.

Copyright©Skyla

Tibet Night Song Has a Wild Message

Carlie's Lullabye

It starts with a seed of love;

And it grows, just like a flower does;

The first time I saw you, the first time I held you, the first time I saw you smile;

The first time you laughed;

The first time you cried;

The very first time, I'm forced to say good-bye;

I need more time;

Carlie, Carlie,

I'm singing to you a lullabye tonight;

Carlie, Carlie,

I'm telling you mama, that everythings alright;

I'm in the light;

Well god works in mysterious ways;

Just when it feels like he's left, the very next day he saves;

Well maybe in time , I'll learn to see, and learn to understand;

But as the tears fall down, it's not what I had planned;

I wasn't there to hold her hand;

Carlie, Carlie;

I'm singing to you a lullabye tonight;

Carlie, Carlie;

I'm telling you mama, that everythings alright;

I'm in the light;

So many times, I hold near;

And when I close my eyes I can still see her here;

But then I wake from a dream, and she's gone;

I want to go right back to sleep;

And the pain hits hard, I pray the lord my soul to take;

Do I even want to wake;

Carlie, Carlie;

I'm singing to you a lullabye tonight;

Carlie, Carlie;

I'm telling you mama, that eveythings alright;

I'm in the light;

Dear mama, I'll say a prayer for you;

And you know when it's time, I'll be back home for you;

But till we meet again, I'll be the blowing wind, and the stars shining up in the sky;

I'll be the rainbow you see, at the end of the rain;

Don't think of it as good-bye, I did not die"

Carlie, Carlie;

I'm singing to you a lullabye tonight;

Mama, dear mama,

I'm telling you that everythings alright, I'm watching over you tonight;

So mama please keep a candle burning bright."

Please be sure to always tell those you care about , just how much they mean. We are given this moment to do so. We attach a lot to the physical, a lot of emphasis in life is based on what we can physically see, touch, taste, hear. But we are all energy, you and I, through that we FEEL and connect, it is something that does not die, ever. When I was a child I used to pretend to literally be in others shoes, so when I would see or meet a blind person for but one example hahaha, I would rush home and, I swear my parents thought I was always losing it, but I would blind fold myself and for over a week, *huge for a little kid* time wise, be blind so I could somehow see, feel maybe a LITTLE of someone else's world and life.

I think my parents sometimes were ready to take me to a doctor, and would get mad at me for such sensitivity. In fact they tell me they did in fact take me to a doctor once because I was so quiet and shy, and did not speak till I was 3 they said.

I was so sensitive to the energy around me, that it became more important, growing *that spiritual* side than anything else I could physically experience even. The physical just went along with the spiritual to me. To KNOW myself intimately, perhaps I could see more of others, in the light they should be seen and respected as well.

I tell people, they don't lose themselves when unaware, they simply misplace themselves piece by piece. Do you walk aware, and greet the divine with humility and humbleness?

Wolves Teach A Wild Lesson

Namaste' all , wow I always seem to be a zillion steps behind you all in blogging, and have once more a ton of blogs to catch up to in reading I see as well. You all must have wonder typing hands he he ;0) In the meantime, here is press release written by a friend of mine who came out here easter long when a teen came out to spend 4 days. It was so sweet of him.

http://www.pressreleasepad.com/2008/04/14/wolves-teach-a-wild-lesson/

Press release: Wolves Teach a Wild Lesson

April 14th, 2008

Prince Albert, Saskatchewan March 22nd, 2008 –The sun is just starting to rise within a pristine forest setting, at A Wolf Adventure; a wolf interpretive center, in Northern Saskatchewan Canada. A hauntingly primal song, suddenly pierces the silence. One is left with a spine tingling sensation that feels too sacred for words.

A young Métis girl is a modern day little red riding hood of the teenage kind, only hold the big bad wolf please. Mandy Lafond has walked, howled, kissed and experienced a long term friendship with some pure wolves, in a way many people her age can only dream of. For Mandy a 15 year old, grade 9 student, what started off as simply being wild about wolves as a 12 year old, has turned into a fascinating friendship that has spanned a few years now, and simply embraces the non typical variety of friends.

Legend kisses Teen

These friends have very big paws and very big teeth, but ask Mandy how she feels, and if she is scared she will be eaten like little red riding hood’s grandmother, and she will laugh and say “I don’t understand all the bad stuff said about wolves. People just don’t know them the way I do. Tibet is my favorite she is the sweetest wolf. Dharma is a beautiful wolf too, I love her eyes, and oh my god, Legend and Eco the Arctic wolves are so beautiful! I have all kinds of friends, so what is the big deal?” Mandy has spent quite a few days and nights over the years, frolicking on these wild grounds. Not your typical teen weekend away from home.

Walking on a wild side is nothing new for the director and founder of A Wolf Adventure, in Northern Saskatchewan Canada. Skylar Breton helps to unlock a natural wild wisdom within us all, while teaching the next generation about a highly misunderstood and often misaligned wild animal. Skylar was simply a girl herself of a tender 19, when a chance encounter would change her course of life forever.

When asked, Skylar gives a small smile, and quietly responds, “Even though in school I was voted most likely to become an artist, and work with wildlife. I guess I wound up combining doing all three, artistry, working with wild animals, and having youth from all different backgrounds come into my life.When I came upon a caged pet wolf at a roadside zoo as a young girl, unlicensed to take in such animals, I knew I had to do something. So, I followed proper protocol and got licensed in order to save this precious life." But working with wolves, has had it’s ups and downs according to Skylar. “I learned hard knocks 101, more than any book, or regular school could ever teach us about these animals.”

As Skylar or Mandy speak, the wolves respond, as if talking to them in kind. I sensed an unspoken communication that was going on here as well. Mandy takes queue, and blasts out a wicked howl. Skylar says, “The wolves treat Mandy as a part of the pack family, they know she is not a wolf but they accept her, and in a world where it is hard to be accepted just for who you are, who wouldn’t enjoy that kind of atmosphere?
Mandy has created a trust and bond with the animals here. They don’t care what she wears, or how she talks.”

Keep in mind; Mandy also knows how to act around them, as they still are wild animals regardless of being raised in captivity. There is still that edge, and Skylar quickly points it out to me. After a moments silence and pause Skylar suddenly states, “It’s a simple friendship, how can one argue with simple?”

But how do Mandy’s parents feel about her interacting with wolves? “I create a trust with parents I meet, I come to the table with who I am, no agenda other than the heart and soul, the desire to share my world. It’s very easy to just be, and others around you will feel that and get it. When you have a genuine desire to give without thought, and without expectation of getting anything in return, you return to an innocence of self. Mandy’s dad was super cool right off the bat.”

If you have stars in your eyes that you will make a lot of money using wild animals, skylar urges people to think again. “You may make certain decisions or make compromises, you might otherwise not make, if you get into this kind of work thinking it is a way to actually get rich, let alone make a living. This is work I do out of pure passion, and drive to educate. That is why there are so many horrible road side zoos that should be shut down through out Canada, and the world for that matter.”

For Mandy it all goes over her head at this age, all she knows is how she feels when she enters into this wild world that is situated on even wilder lands. ” I feel free.” she says.

A Wolf Adventure A Wild Insight is a Provincially licensed, wolf outreach and eco conservation center that fosters and promotes a healthy respect and appreciation of wildlife and surrounding habitat. A Wolf Adventure custom creates fun and educational programs for the K-12 school system off and on site.

Contact:

Skylar Breton (director /founder)

A Wolf Adventure;

A Wild Insight

306-922-4510

http://www.wolfechovalley.com/

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