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"Alone" Chapter Two

Updated on April 14, 2013
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Welcome to The Fireside

Good morning and welcome as always to the Fireside and may you find peace and rest here as we look at the second chapter of the book "Alone."

It has been a whirlwind the few weeks or so travelling and packing in all there was too see and do in Arizona. Hats off to all of you who live there as I enjoyed all I could while there. Tucson is a wonderful city and the outlaying areas affording many great hikes and some gruelling countryside.

Gather around on this cool night back here in Canada where spring is finally arriving. Today was te official first day of cut-off season for me. Help yourself to coffee, hot chocolate and tea and diet coke and special cookies. Settle in and enjoy your time here. Above all know that you are loved and cared for at the Fireside. Hugs to all, stay as long as you like. Should I still find you here in the morning that is fine. Just rest and enjoy your time.

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I was accustomed to entering the complete darkness of the forest with only slight moonlight. Above was a canopy of evergreens that never seemed to end. All the trees were heavy with snow and threatening to break at anytime.

Being a kid again for a moment I kicked the closest 60-foot tree trunk and the cascade of snow that came down left me in complete obscurity. I was covered from head to toe. Looking up I could see the contrast of the dark, bear branches in comparison to the others still straining with their burden of snow.

I shook the snow off and the fur I was wearing was again rich and light in color. I was thankful for this awesome gift, which had been given to me with such humility. That is the Native way, to simply give without need of fanfare or acknowledgment, something that is hard to understand in white society.

The Taggish Cree had taught me much about their way of thinking. Nature had been their neighbor for generations; they had been entrusted with all that was around them. The Creator had truly blessed them with abundance of game; provisions; lodging; and, above all His great love, which He gave so freely. The Taggish Cree had a special gift of knowing that everything had originated with their Creator. Their willingness to share came with the trust that had been established between us.

Here a few hundred yards into the woods an entirely different world existed, just as it had for generations before me —His creation—I can feel the presence of someone far greater than me. That presence has traveled with me my entire life, even during those times when I refused to acknowledge it.

After I spent so much time with the Cree it was easier for me to understand than before. Theirs was a simple belief system, uncluttered by the man-made rules and regulations I had found in many churches over the years.

The Do's and Don'ts had bogged down the faith I once had. I came to recognize that men had created the Church, especially after I read the Bible and spent time in God’s creation—the rugged wilderness of the Yukon. Creation in my eyes is what we find around us, not manmade but created by God Himself in His greater plan. To me, the wilderness is creation at its finest, the balance of nature is both pure and very complex.

So where is God in all this? Right here beside us all, pleading to hear from us in a simple, direct way. He meets us right where we are, hurting and in pain. He wants to cry with us, laugh with us and, mostly He wants to have relationship with us.

Is it any wonder that many have turned from a relationship with God, especially when He is so misrepresented? I shudder as I think of the pain those children suffered at the hands of the clergy, here in the north and throughout the world.

At the end of the day God is still in control and He will avenge those men for what they did. For now all He wants to do is love each of His children.

I wondered what a church should be like. I thought it should be about the people—meeting their needs, praying for each other. That’s where true healing takes place. Maybe the church should be right here in the dark woods where I was standing.

There is meaning in having an intimate relationship with God. It is a safe place away from the judgment of people. Away from the rules and regulations created by Man. Right here where a man could communicate with God one-on-one, where I could hear God through the quiet and peace of the forests and mountains.

As I thought about it more and more, I could not help but feel the Taggish Cree had found the answers I was seeking. They had nature, something real to believe in and be a part of. They had a relationship with the Creator directly through His creation. I could and would never consider myself an expert of any sort on the matter but to me what I found here in the wilderness at anytime spoke to me like nothing before.

I took a moment to listen to a rustle in the distance, a different sound that set itself apart from the normal night noises. Maybe a swishing of a branch that cracked at its weight of snow.

I stood still. The only noise I heard was the sound of my breathing and the increasing pulse of my heartbeat. It was an internal warning system telling me danger might be near.

I stood for what seemed hours, looking intently into the darkness. There it was again.

Then just briefly I caught sight of movement, a dark form. At once I knew it was a moose totally unaware of my presence. He stepped into a clearing just ahead and paused in the perfect stillness of the night.

I could hear and see his breath as well. He was a massive animal and one to be respected, but I was drawn to the peace I suspected he was feeling as he slowly turned and started to dig in a large circle. He was very aggressive as grass and dirt flew into the air. The moose behaved as though he had a purpose, a reason known only to him.

I had often seen moose beds before and was always amazed at the way the ground was cleared in all directions. Now I understood, as I watched this bull clear a bed for himself. It was obvious this fellow was planning on spending the night.

It was nearly midnight and in all likelihood I would not be able to move without disturbing the lone creature. He lay down in the freshly created bed, looking around as though to inspect his work.

I reached deep within and shouted loudly, catching the animal by surprise. He bolted off in the direction his nose was pointing at the time. I laughed at the sight. That male moose was all legs in his attempts to get away from the unknown. Sleep would never be the same for him again.

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      Brian Leekley 5 years ago from Kalamazoo, Michigan, USA

      Good writing. Makes me long to be in the woods.

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      Rolly A Chabot 5 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi B. Leekley... good to have you visit and pleased you enjoyed this chapter. Like you I do miss those days and often think of the freedom to simply be at peace where the only concern was what do I eat today. Yet there was no concern as it was right there for the taking.

      Hugs from Canada

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      William Kovacic 5 years ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      That poor moose! He's probably scarred for life. I love nature and all that God created. Love to read about your adventures. Thanks for allowing me to peek in!

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      Sondra 5 years ago from Neverland

      Beautiful yet silly. Although you were able to marvel at nature and all its creations you still couldn't help but kick snow on your head and scare the daylights out of the poor moose :)

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      Rosemary Sadler 5 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

      The imagery you create is wonderful, I was right there in the woods with you Rolly. I think many of us find our own churches, where we find peace and healing and calm. For me it is at the sea shore or by a quiet lake.

      I know very little about Moose and found it interesting that they dig their beds like this.

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      Rolly A Chabot 5 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi lifegate... life changed for the big fella that night it is amazing the rate of speed they can travel and through what terrain... I still laugh at the thought. Been known to do the same to a few people as well... smiles

      Thanks for reading on and stopping in...

      Hugs from Canada

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      Rolly A Chabot 5 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi Ardie... thanks for dropping y. Great you found your way here again and I trust you found a comfy chair. Always a pleasure to have you come and leave a comment.

      There are some things in life that never change, still kicking snow covered trees and always looking for that special one in the woods. The moose well I like to think he has put on a few miles since that day...lol

      Hugs from Canada

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      Rolly A Chabot 5 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi Rosemay50... again you have been through and I thank you. When you study nature and the surroundings such I did so often you are amazed at what animals do. Deer are known as well for making beds to lie in in the snow. Most are much larger and very agressive and vocal with grunts as they rip and tear at the ground. Yet another thing a Moose will do is move in a large circle before he beds and mark his area with strong urine against predators. His mai enemy i the wilds are the wolf.

      Hugs from Canada

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      It's so lovely to be so close to God's creations in nature and I enjoyed the story about the moose. It's a wonder the poor creature didn't have a heart attack!

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      Rolly A Chabot 5 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi BlossomSB... great to have you visit and say hello... you are always welcome here at the Fireside. Yes I agree it was a rather embarrassing moment for him....

      Hugs from Canada

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      Rosemary Sadler 5 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

      Marking their area. I guess they were making sure they could sleep in peace with no preditors that would disturb them.

      When I lived in Papua New Guinea the dogs would dig deep holes to lay in and keep cool.

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      Jackie Lynnley 5 years ago from The Beautiful South

      That I am sure was so exciting to watch this in the wild. I once lived where deer cam to the edge of my fence and they were so beautiful, and once thankfully I did not see it but I heard a panther close by and believe me I was glad for a high fence and hurried home quickly! Nature, beautiful and sometimes deadly. Great read!

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      Rolly A Chabot 5 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Thanks for sharing about the dogs in New Guinea. I have heard of it. The sled dogs in the north dig holes in the snow and curl up to stay warm... after a blizzard one call and the snow would start moving with dogs.

      Hugs from Canada

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      Rolly A Chabot 5 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi Jackie... smiles to having deer close by and yes you are right there are dangers out there. Often I would have a friend drop me into an wilderness area by helicopter and he would leave me for as long as we agreed on. It is out there you learn quickly of the dangers... always a great way to spend a few weeks at a time... completely alone.

      Hugs from Canada

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      Tammy 5 years ago from USA

      It sounds wonderful. I am loving what I am reading. Looking forward to the next chapter!

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      Rolly A Chabot 5 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi Tip... smiles to finding you here again... might as well just grab a chair and a blanket and stay awhile... Quigley will find your lap... pleased you are with us on this one.

      Hugs

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      William Benner 5 years ago from Savannah GA.

      So Quill...I wonder if you were the same writer that use to grace HubPages when I first started here. At first I was not positive until I saw "Quill" in one of your links! I glad that I discovered you again! God Bless!

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      Rolly A Chabot 5 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi HVW... me and all of the same and I did leave after a dispute with HP. I do think we have it resolved. I did have all trails of Quill covered and vanished and came back as myself. Good to have you back aboard and I see that I have some reading ahead of me to play catch up...

      Hugs to you brother...

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      Pamela Oglesby 5 years ago from United States

      The woods sound like a wonderful place and I am enjoying this story very much. God Bless.

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      Rolly A Chabot 5 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi Pam... they are and it has always been aplace I have found great peace and carry some out with me...

      Hugs from Canada

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      Madeleine Salin 5 years ago from Finland

      I really like being alone in the woods. It's very relaxing. I'm fortunate to live next to the woods and there are traces of moose here around. I enjoyed this chapter. :)

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      Rolly A Chabot 5 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Morning Made... yes I agree the woods and the wilderness areas are set aside for those who love the solitude. One comes to know its peace when they take the time to sit quietly and listen to the sound of silence and are filled with the peace the moment is theirs... glad to hear you have Moose in your area. They are fascinating animals to sit and watch.

      Hugs from Canada

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      Deborah Brooks Langford 4 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      My Dear Rolly.. You are so right.. Man did write and make the rules.. changed everything that our Lord wanted for us.. it is not right at all.

      and yes God is still in control.. He will take care of things.. God bless you in your little corner of the world.. hugs from Tennessee

      Debbie

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      Rolly A Chabot 3 years ago from Alberta Canada

      Hi Deb... Thans for the comment and what you have spoken here... God is still in control...

      Hugs and Blessings

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