I have so many things to do today that I hardly know where to begin! Appointments later today but I will get to Line Dancing tonight! If you want to have fun staying in shape, take up Line Dancing! It is great!
I have put up a number of blogs on the Cherokee Native American legends about the Black Bear in The Blue Ridge Mountains and today I came across some other legends regarding other animals! Interesting stuff!
The primeval animals are thought to have been larger and stronger than their present day descendants.
The rabbit is the most prominent animal in their myths. It is a trickster and considered to be malicious. It is often beaten at its own game by those it intends to victimize. Ball players are forbidden to eat rabbits when they are in training because this animal seems to be so confused when it runs.
The meat of the common grey squirrel is forbidden to rheumatic patients because of the cramped position it assumes while eating.
The deer won its horns in a successful race with the rabbit.
The wolf is revered as a hunter and Cherokees abstain from killing it if they can avoid it. They believe a relative of the slain wolf will seek out the hunter and kill him.
The odor of the skunk is believed to keep off contagious diseases.
I found this information on the online publication, First People , The Legends
Over the years my husband and I have had a lot of trouble with vacuum cleaners. I try to be very careful not to pick up anything that will break it but I seem to manage to break them anyway. Either that, or they just break to spite me.
I am practically putting my head to the rug to check for objects since we bought a new one a while back. It is under warranty and I have the box and everything in it. This one will be replaced if something goes wrong.
The other day I was vacuuming our bedroom and my husband was standing nearby.
I said I checked and I didn’t see any stupid thing on the floor.
He said he was standing on the rug but he didn’t think that would be a problem. I didn’t mean him! He is always there with a word quip! Keeps me laughing!
I have been blogging about Cherokee legends regarding the black bear so I thought it would be interesting to write about the influence of the black bear on other cultures. The Cherokees are not the only people that believe the black bear possesses healing powers.
This trait is said to be known by many cultures and it is believed this notion originated in the paleolithic period. The Ancient Greeks associated Artemis with the bear because of its self-healing properties.
There are many plants that are considered to be medicinal with bear in the name such as bear root and bear clover.
Some cultures believe so strongly in the bear’s medicinal properties that the bear population is threatened by over demand. China has bear farms but also poaches bears in the United States and Canada.
Now that the bear is making a comeback in its natural habitat it is in danger from poachers.
I found this information on the online publication, Interesting Facts.
Yesterday I had my regular eye check-up here in Radford. My doctor works out of two offices. He is in Radford for two days and in Salem for the rest of the week. Needless to say, his office usually has many patients.
Yesterday they were especially busy. When the assistant got to me she said, “Welcome to the Mad House!”
A few minutes later I heard another assistant say they were so busy she needed roller skates so she could break a leg and go home!
Now, that is one way out of work!
I wanted to again remind folks of the next Blue Ridge Discovery Center event this Friday!
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More kid events.
A Hunter shot one arrow after the next into a black bear and chased after it until the bear finally took the arrows out and told the man he couldn’t be killed and asked the hunter to come live with him.
This bear was a medicine bear and could talk and read people’s thoughts. The hunter was worried the bear would hurt him but the bear told him he wouldn’t hurt him and there would be plenty to eat.
They came to a hole in the side of the mountain that widened as they entered. It was not the bear’s home. It was a meeting place for bear councils. The other bears were alarmed at the presence of the hunter but the medicine bear told them it was only a stranger come to see them and he should be left alone.
The bear took the hunter to his home and rubbed his stomach and then his paws were full of chestnuts. He did this many times for different kinds of food and both he and the hunter had plenty to eat. The hunter stayed with him and his hair grew so long he was beginning to look like a bear.
One day the bear told him it was the day hunters would kill him. He told the hunter to put leaves over his remains after the kill. The hunters entered the hole, killed the bear, and then realized the hairy creature was a hunter that has been missing for some time. They left with big chunks of bear meat and the hunter. Before they left the hunter put leaves over the remains of the bear and as they were leaving the bear reappeared, shook off the leaves, and disappeared into the forest.
The hunter told the tribe to let him be by himself for seven day so he could shake off the bear nature and become a man again but his wife was so determined to see him that she went into him and took him home. He never became like a man again.
Legend has it that if he had been allowed to be alone and fast for seven days he would not have kept the bear nature.
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A great black bear ,Nyah- gwaheh was terrorizing a village. Children stayed out of the woods for fear of this animal. Four hunters set out to track down and kill Nyah- gwaheh. The bear was said to possess magical powers and could cause its tracks to disappear. The hunters had a magical dog that could see tracks days after they had vanished.
The four hunters were great hunters but one of them was fat and lazy. He always wanted to take breaks. On one break he reached into his pouch for a snack and found squirmy things in it which was a magical sign that the bear knew it was being hunted.
The bear ran and ran up the mountain to escape the hunters. It was so huge that it was easy to track. The forest was being torn up as it passed. As the bear tired it stopped in its tracks to kill the annoying dog and one of the hunters succeeded in driving an arrow through it.
They cut the bear up and roasted it when one hunter noticed strange sparks in the darkness far below his feet. They were no longer on the mountain but up in the air! The powerful magic of the bear had led them to the world of the sky!
The dog started barking at the pile of bones and they came alive and the hunters chased the bear across the sky.
Legend has it that each autumn the hunters chase the bear across the sky and when it is killed the blood drips from the sky onto the trees. The fat from the fire causes the grass to turn white.
Sometimes my husband and I joke about how we got together. It is rather unusual that a girl from McLean VA marries a naturalist poet from a town that is so small it could be on Hee Haws Salute the Small Town section of the show.
The latest quip is I didn’t hold a poem to your head. You could have said no.
My response is I didn’t see the puns on the wall.
Just kidding around! I am very glad I married my mountain man! He is the only one for me!