tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632055767270986594.post1921145763527606718..comments2024-03-24T01:10:24.855-07:00Comments on The American Cowboy Chronicles: Native American Folklore & Our Connection With EaglesTom Correahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08433984644973794278noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632055767270986594.post-56521899707050961512023-12-04T15:51:37.505-08:002023-12-04T15:51:37.505-08:00Mahalo nui loa Tom for sharing your insight and wi...Mahalo nui loa Tom for sharing your insight and wisdom. I lived in the islands from 1976 until the late 90’s on Maui, Kauai and the Big Island in North Kohala. You’re a real Paniolo! I have an eagle story that happened to me in 1974, in Colorado near hanging lake, just east of Glenwood Springs. I had hiked up to the lake, had lunch, and upon my return found an outcrop <br />that was a boulder that overlooked the canyon. <br />I was taking in the beauty when suddenly I heard what I assumed was an F-16 fighter jet too close for comfort that seemed to be headed my way. Upon looking up I noticed a large and beautiful golden eagle in full dive bomber mode headed right for my head. This was shortly after the movie Little Big Man was released, and what came to me was the line Chief Dan George repeated several times throughout the film; “it is a good day to die”. I was stuck in a very precarious position, and knew I’d have no chance of escape, so I accepted I’d be dead momentarily. I was 19 years old at the time, and had been pursuing a spiritual path that gave me confidence that my spirit would live on after the body was done. Suddenly, when she was about five feet away her wings opened up and fanned me three times. She was so close by the time she flew off that I could have touched her. The force of the wind from those powerful wings almost knocked me off the boulder. She majestically circled my position and flew down the canyon. It was a very powerful moment in my life, and one I’ll never forget. I have had since then, encounters with the Sabe or Sasquatch people, ghosts, ETs, night marchers, and all manner of unusual occurrences. I can communicate with animals telepathically, and<br />feel the Blue Star Kachina will soon arrive to complete the great purification. I’d enjoy hearing anything you or anyone reading this would feel led to share, and can be reached at ipaintwithsound@gmail.com<br />Keep your nose to the wind, and your eyes on the skyline.<br />Ah HO!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632055767270986594.post-88737759037819887772023-08-27T15:29:39.277-07:002023-08-27T15:29:39.277-07:00For those of you that already know, I'm part I...For those of you that already know, I'm part Irish, part Italian, part Cherokee, and quite possibly part Mexican. The article on Native American folklore and the eagle made me wanna write a story. This is called, "The Legend Of The Eagle". Once upon a time, an old Cherokee elder by the name of John Little Bear told a young boy, Joseph Running Sky, that the eagle was the dear protector and defender of all the land. Joseph asked, "How long has this eagle watched over our land, Elder?" John Little Bear said, "The eagle has been here for many centuries and will be here for many more. The white man tries to kill the spirit of the eagle, but he is too late. We will rise up and protect the eagle in the same way SHE protects US." Joseph Running Sky asked, "And what about the children of the eagle? Do they protect us too?" John Little Bear said, "Yes, they protect us, for the Mother Eagle passes her knowledge onto them and they learn from Mother Eagle how to protect the land so that they can teach others." Then John Little Bear told Joseph Running Sky, "An eagle flying upside down is bad luck according to our people. Whenever the eagle flies upside down, it is a bad sign." Joseph Running Sky asked, "What does it mean, Elder?" John Little Bear said, "It means that we have run out of water. And when that happens, there is thirst. And thirst leads to death. We must not die of thirst." Joseph Little Sky replied, "With this I can agree, Elder. Now that I know about the Mother Eagle, I will pass my knowledge onto others." And many years later, after John Little Bear had died and gone to meet the Great Spirit, he DID. Now I've been told that this is a true story. But as to when it was told and if it is true I do not know. But one thing is for certain. Mother Eagle IS watching over us and she DOES protect us. I plan on making a movie out of this legend in the future called, "Eagle: The Cherokee Legend". Wish me luck.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632055767270986594.post-56772105386721944502023-04-21T19:50:42.377-07:002023-04-21T19:50:42.377-07:00Wow, Tom. I didn't know you had an eagle eye. ...Wow, Tom. I didn't know you had an eagle eye. LOLAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com