Good morning my DU family,
The Wasco Tribe from Oregon has a legend that tells the tale of their most prolific hunter named Plain Feather, who had an Elk as his Guardian Spirit. All through the years the great Elk admonished Plain Feather to kill only what was needed today and that if he did that, there would always be abundance for his Tribe.
He followed this advice for years and the Guardian Elk kept his word.
One day, a Tribal Elder with a bad heart lied to Plain Feather and the rest of his Tribe telling them that the Great Spirit had come to him in the night and foretold of a long and snowy winter and said that they needed to kill as many animals as possible right now to prepare.
After some doubts, Plain Feather agreed to join the hunt and they killed many many creatures, big and small. The last animals that Plain Feather killed was a group of five elk of which he killed four. He wounded the fifth elk and followed it deeper and deeper into the forest until he came upon a lake where he found it laying in the water near the shore. He discovered that this was his Guardian Elk.
He went in to try and save the elk and as soon as he touched it, they both sank to the bottom of the lake.
At the bottom of the lake, Plain Feather heard the moans and cries of many many animal spirits. The Guardian Elk asked Plain Feather why he had betrayed him.
Plain Feather was cast out and barely made it back to his village where he lay in his Teepee and died without a Guardian Spirit, a broken man.
Please give us a day filled with opportunities to live our values truly. Please let us waste not and keep our word. For each other.
Love John
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