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A View From the First People

October 20, 2015 by Roberta Basch 3 Comments

Youngs_River_-_Clatsop_County,_Oregon
Paradise describes the breath taking view overlooking rolling green hills in all directions until your focus gently settles on the awesome expansion of the great Pacific Ocean. The smell of trees, flowers and fresh air frees your heart from all earthly bindings.

There your heart is open and free. You come face to face with the real you. You are the person that is beyond illness, beyond sadness, beyond everyday living. Here you know you are in the right place at the right time, you are the joyful you. What kind of place can be so pure as to help you see and feel your own reality through and though?

In spring and summer, the shimmering plants that thrived here for centuries smile directly into your face as they welcome you to their home. These very happy plants faithfully heal the human body without any hesitation. In the fall and winter, winds blow so strong that only the driven person cares to venture. Sideways rain, freezing snow, and lightning light up the heavens leaving one to only imagine the power behind the force of nature, as it is free to dance with wild passion.

This can only be the home of the super-natural beings so inhumanly versatile as to express with such power. This is where the medicine men throw lightening. Its name is Swalalahoost. From a distance, far from it’s true qualities, it’s referred to as Saddle Mountain.

Swalalahoost shares its gifts with all, welcomes all, and continues to bless our lives as it has for centuries. Its name describes all of its super-natural qualities. There are many locations throughout the North Coast that have sacred names which describe their gifts that we are so blessed to receive when we are open. The Clatsop-Nehalem people, the first people here, continue to hold a powerful connection to the land, and continue to refer to places by their sacred names, reveling in their power. These are the same places that people travel long distances to be a part of, if only for a weekend.

Filed Under: Culture, Featured Writing, Nature, Spirit

About Roberta Basch

Roberta Basch -- along with her husband, Richard, and their four children -- was born and raised in the Northwest Tribal Culture. Sharing this beautiful culture for the benefit of mankind, the animals, the plants, water and earth has been her deepest desire. She helped to create and acted in "The Clatsop Winter Story" that plays daily at the Lewis and Clark National Historical Park, and she acted in "Jefferson's West," a story of Lewis and Clark. She co-authored "Lewis and Clark through Indian Eyes" and "The Journey of the Clatsop-Nehalem Canoe." She also serves as cultural advisor to the Clatsop-Nehalem Confederated Tribes, and facilitates cultural workshops through the Tribe.

Comments

  1. vicky says

    October 20, 2015 at 10:28 am

    Thank you Roberta Basch for your inspiring words. Swalalahoost shares its gifts with all, welcomes all, and continues to bless our lives for centuries. Thank you Roberta. I feel truly blessed by your writing.

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  2. Margaret Hammitt-McDonald says

    October 23, 2015 at 3:41 pm

    Thank you, Roberta, for this exquisite and ecstatic celebration of this beautiful land. I’m honored and inspired to read your words!

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  3. Vinny Ferrau says

    November 13, 2015 at 6:20 am

    Names and words have power, so the choosing of them is deep and reverent. This story is medicine Roberta, the words touch my face, like the wind and rain we love….thank you

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