Miriam Moore reads TheWalkingPeople:ANativeAmericanOralHistory, by Paula Underwood.

Dark ocean

Grass Ocean

Easeful living and Ancient Songs in our settlements in the Sheltered Valley.  We see a new people who were bear and not bear.  These had long fur, were tall, yet never walked on four feet.  We saw them carry bundles.  When they walk between our houses, taking an interest in our women who are proving to themselves they will not bring out young, we start discussing security issue...

Our decisions about the Ancient songs in our new comfortable valley. We live here in comfort for many generations.

We begin to realize the telling of our long walk south through endless mountains was lost.  We wonder how no one remembered to tell of it, and determine that we will sing of our such paths, however usual it may seem.

2005? LaDonna Coy sent me her telling of a story I do not otherwise know.   Another voice singing soul songs. 

What it is to be one of a People for whom guilt and sin just is not even possible to think about.  There is so much that brings joy and kindness.

They will never be able to do so, and will never believe this.  They will only think that they can make it for themselves as if we had never lived near them, sent our young, and some of our women, to live with them; nor we the people, who truly lived near them. 

You are crippled with Juvenile Rheumatoid Arthritis.  You try to be as cute as anyone, and succeed except when you move.  Awkward in every way, and grumpiness soon to follow, from over achieving that rubs you with growling weariness and jabs of pain.  Being social is a lot of work when standing is a pain.  I want to know the artistic ones, and begin to find places to sit. &nbsp...

How do they communicate without using words,  and why do the male persons outnumber the female persons three to two ?  We discover they cannot see us beyond a certain distance, nor if we approach unseen and do not move.  Three of our strongest women decide to go among them to get an even closer look.

A summary of our walks, our learning places, and our sought for next edge of ocean home.  We travel east again. We arrive at another ocean, and this is the story of our arrival.

the names of the people Paula Underwood writes into print as the story develops into book form. Thank you, Texas hill country, for holding a conference of enablers so I could be drawn to the feast!

We meet a people who had lived along the southern edge of the great walls of ice, and who wore forever clothing.  They ask us to teach them to swim, yet will not learn our straight leg kicking motion.  They were finding ocean growing higher on the land a challenge to traveling to safety away from the Angry Ones who rode the great beasts with the long head.  We help them find a way t...

This is a deeply satisfying and humorous dance for our imaginations.  It is a historical story about climate change, our newly hairless bodies, how we lost our hair, and how we survived a new ice age through the wisdom of a grieving aged grandfather and his desire to help the young ones survive as these nights grew colder.  

the value of listening ears.  A people lost on a faceless water .  Renewed purpose fills our hearts.  Let us remember our beginning.

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our manner of living was simple at this stage. 

This water walking people whose councils never involved the Whole People, but were limited only to several among the men.  It was not so among us. We were a people who had learned to value each individual wisdom, carefully gathered from among the Circle of the People, nourished among them toward some central purpose.

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