A woman and her child
walked along the seashore. They came to
a rocky knoll and climbed up until they reached a platform of flat rocks where
they could sit and look around them as far as the eye could see. After gazing at the ocean in silence, the
child asked her mother to tell her the story of the ocean again.
She told her child
that the world was once a very different place.
Trash lined the highways. The rivers
poured chemicals into the sea. The rain forests were cut down and burned. The sky was brown with pollution. Bigger and bigger oil spills occurred in the
oceans of the world. Life continued on
as if all of this was normal, but it became harder and harder for the people to
fool themselves into believing the lie, that their way of living was healthy
and the world would be fine. When the
animals and the sea creatures began dying, the people become sad, then really
worried, and they started to fear what their future would bring. They were told there was a woman in the north
who could tell them and they sent their most sincere young man to learn what he
could of their destiny.
He traveled far north
to the land that was known at that time as Alaska. He asked where he could find the woman who was
known as Sky Love. He found her just as
they said he would, outside in nature, tending her garden as she smiled at the
sky, her long gray hair blowing in the breeze.
He introduced himself and told her that he knew she was one who could
see the visions and that he had come to learn the destiny of the earth. She told him that she had been waiting for
his visit. They sat down together on a
stone bench in her peaceful garden. They
continued to sit quietly together while she gathered her thoughts, then she
began to tell him her vision.
The ocean was dying
from the continuous fouling of its waters.
The chain of life would stop at the beginning. The smaller life forms would be the first to
go, along with those species that were few in number. As the oceans died, so would the land, for
the rains would dump the poisons of the ocean waters onto the soils of their
farmlands. The desert would spread
around the world. The animals and the
people would die and the dead earth with its stagnant black ocean would become
a silent place in the universe.
The young man was sad
and told her that he feared it would be so.
He thanked her and got up to leave.
She smiled at him and told him that she had an alternate vision, but that
this vision of the future was still possible for only a short time, and would
he like to know that vision too. He sat
back down and begged her to proceed. She
allowed them to settle back into their quiet state again, then she told him the
second vision.
She warned him that this
vision had only a sliver of hope remaining, for the world would have to act
quickly and act together as one, and time was running out to begin all the work
that had to be done. If they could work
together, pool their resources, share the guilt and responsibility, believe in
the good inside of each other, then the oceans would recover. The rains would become clean again and the
farmlands would prosper. The oceans and
the skies would again be blue, a most heavenly blue. They would have to act without delay and
tirelessly at first to accomplish this, for the oceans were almost beyond
repair. They would have to change their
ways for good this time and truly learn to respect the earth. It could no longer be left to another
generation. If this generation would not
make these urgent changes now then the first vision would become their future. The choice of which ocean, black or blue, was
their destiny to decide.
He thanked her again
for her time and told her that he had to leave right away, that the oceans were
counting on him. She smiled as she told
him that she believed in his spirit. She
kissed his cheek, and turned back to walk in her garden and she gazed into the
sky as she loved to do.
The mother placed her
arm around her child as they continued to stare at the ocean together. Her child looked up at her and thanked her
for explaining to her once again why the ocean was so blue, but she still wanted
to know what became of Sky Love. Her
mother told her, that like all people, she returned to the sky. The legend says that when she was returning,
that huge iridescent halibut jumped out of the ocean and applauded as she passed
by. The legend also says that whenever
you do a kind thing to help the earth or the sky or the ocean, that you will
feel her kiss upon your cheek to thank you as her spirit passes by on the
breeze and that you will come to know the meaning of sky love.
T. Gramercy
theresegramercy.com
