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Coyote the Sacred Dog
It was a hot muggy night in Las Vegas, Nevada as I walked around the yard
watering my flowers, thinking about what I should write for the newsletter.
Instead I thought of my upcoming birthday. I would be 73 years old on the
sixteenth of September. My, my, where did the time go? Once I finished my
chores I sat staring at a trail of stars watching Mars and the Moon hovering
close together for the first time in 60,000 years. I continued letting my
mind travel among the constellations, guided by the soft subtle starlight. I
found myself drifting on a cloak of hope as I reflected on my place within
the sacred gift of life. I thought of the many people who have touched my
life and are now gone. Some leaving a painful sadness, while others giving
me moments of great pleasure and gentle smiles. Listening to a soft melodic
note from a night bird, I felt warm with those memories that I had collected
so long ago from my past...realizing how many people had given up on me, yet
I had never given up on myself.
In my early life, I was forced to learn how to make good choices. I could be
sad, happy, angry, hurt, I could even be friends with the dog next door,
but right or wrong I chose the directions in my life.
As I continued my walk into my past, I thought of the many adventurous
moments I've endured as I raced across high peaked mountains, fighting the
harsh winds of snow to find my place in life. I also remember the gentle
moments basking on sandy beaches feeling the tender touch of a warm breeze
and the sunrays brushing shades of golden brown over my skin.
Since birth, a wild yet fearless inner drive has always challenged my very
existence. Inwardly, those same challenges seemed to be continually pressing
me forward as if to test, the collective knowledge to all that I am. My life
has never been static. I have always enjoyed living on the razor's edge,
seeking the truth of my continued existence. Today my sanctuary is filled
with roses of all colors, tall green trees, plenty of fresh water and food
for my precious feathered friends who have made their homes with me. So who
am I? A loyal friend? A good enemy? A junk yard dog, or the sweetest kid in
the valley? A figment of my imagination? A poet's rose? An entertaining
conversationalist to visit on a lazy summer afternoon. Then I laughed. I
knew what I should write for the newsletter. How many times has the subtle
yet Sacred Coyote walked into my life?
Listen
to Coyote:
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Trickster, Hero, Fool - Great One |
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Coyote's original name came from the Aztec Indian. He is also referred
to as the Prairie Wolf, Brush Wolf, Great One, Foolish One, Wolf's
Little Helper, Trickster and Sacred Dog. No matter the name, coyote's
history is unbelievable. In legend as well as history there is no other
animal that has ever captured the flamboyant imagination as the coyote.
Coyote challenges life, forcing us to be aware of our attitude
and decision making abilities. The very presence of this remarkable
animal compels us to hold a certain degree of admiration and hostility
toward him. This noble character, or fool, is unmanageable and
multitalented in nature, yet he is one of the few animals that possess a
will that demands quick action upon every decision he makes with
determined perseverance. The characteristic of a coyote is the epitome
of a true con artist, using deception and shrewdness with
shameless audacity. This ability, combined with his physical attributes,
allows him to adapt and overcome anything. No matter how much we
may count Coyote out of our lives, he will always pop up in the most
distressing times.
When the European invasion landed on the North American shores, the
coyote was forced to make major changes in his life. Many of the native
animal species, especially coyotes, almost dwindled to the point of
extinction. Mother Earth and all of her life forces were exploited for
personal gain by the new carnivore human. Somewhere within all of their
great wisdom, they decided that coyotes were useless animals. To them
if you could not wear it, it eat, or sell it, it was a burden to
society.
At first, the hunters took the liberty of killing the coyote for sport
until they discovered coyote's brilliance in hunting skills and
attitude. This cleverness was beyond their thinking and they became
outraged. As a group, the hunters believed this beast was challenging
the very survival of the human race. The day came when a coyote pack
shamelessly attacked and killed many of their farm animals. The new
human declared war on the coyote tribe, killing them on the spot.
Whether with gun, club, poison or trap they were determined to remove
every coyote from this planet by destroying all of its natural
parameters. They soon realized, a determined coyote would chew off its
foot or leg to free himself from any trap. The people were up in arms
and decided to establish a government bounty program, collecting money
for every proven death of a coyote. Within a short time there were
125,000 coyote carcasses lying dead across the land. The U.S Fish and
Wildlife service openly admitted to killing over four million coyotes in
the first year.
Today the coyote roams all regions of North America, extending from the
North of Alaska to Costa Rica, and eastward to the Atlantic seaboard,
continuing to increase their territory and flourish in population
despite their tragic persecution. These horrible tactics have
contributed to the endangerment of several other species, but not
Coyote, he is as prevalent as ever.
Coyote prefers to live around grasslands and thinly wooded brush, but if
necessary can adapt to any seasonal environment. When the deep winter
snow falls, it is hard for him to survive. He has been known to follow
the hoofed ones, especially the elk. Coyotes know the elk will dig deep
into the ground looking for grasses, and could possibly flush out a
mouse or two.
A lone coyote has great stamina and can track for days knowing
how to conserve its energy. When he finds his prey he will freeze on
point, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Coyotes are also known
to follow a wounded deer, duck, quail and especially a dim- witted
hunter. They know with his talents using a gun, they will get their
share from his maimed and crippled. A single coyote does not attack
larger game alone unless the animal is at a disadvantage. When any
coyote finds an animal in the process of dying, he will respectfully lie
near and wait for its natural death.
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Coyotes have three styles of hunting in packs, partners and as
individuals. These animals rely heavily on their senses of sight and
smell. As runners they can range up to 25 to 30 miles an hour, with
burst of speed ranging up to 35 to 40 miles an hour. When a coyote pack
hunts for larger game, they use a relay system along with their wit,
ingenuity and craftiness to tire the prey, while the others are
tracking, switching off. This alternating method secures the kill of
larger prey, allowing members of the pack to rest while another steps in
to continue the chase. This method exhausts the prey, giving them the
signal of when to move in for the kill.
Coyotes are not particular about what they eat or how they get their
food. They are predatory by nature and transient to the extent of
following any food supply. Sometimes a coyote will take on the role of
"playing dead" in order to lure an unsuspecting scavenger into becoming
his next meal. Their vast diet consists of carrion, (rotting flesh of a
dead animal) gophers, mice, rats, ground squirrels, rabbits, birds,
poultry, grasshoppers, insects, tadpoles, crayfish, frogs, fish,
lizards, bird eggs, ducks, mesquite beans, juniper and manzanita
berries, cherries, watermelon, apples, wild rose hips, some vegetation
and garbage dumps. A coyote is capable of flushing out a beehive and
stealing the honey. Another common practice is to follow a road crew,
feasting on their trash or eating whatever their bulldozers expose.
In a cooperating hunt, coyotes have a relationship with Badger, Raven,
Magpie and Crow. A badger will dig into a burrow and chase the rodents
out, while coyote will wait at the rear exit and catch them. In return
they will share a meal.
Raven and Magpie will hunt with coyote. In the summer months, they will
sit in the trees and sound an alarm if danger is approaching. For this
cooperation, the coyote will share his food. In winter when food becomes
hard to find, Coyote watches the skies for the gathering of the birds.
He knows the ravens and crows will flock to a dead carcass, and once
again he is allowed to share in another meal. Coyotes also hunt in
pairs, but their hunting range is kept in close proximity to their dens,
as they travel and hunt much like a wolf. They will utilize team effort
to augment food.
Being clever, the coyote discovered another food source when they
entered the world of domesticated animals. It seems a man in California
was constantly feeding his dog and became extremely worried over its
continuous lost of weight. He soon found his culprits. One Coyote would
distract the dog while the other would steal the food.
Another frustrated man tells the story of how he built a trap to catch
the coyote. Each day he would stop by the trap to find the food gone and
the trap release broken. Exasperated with coyotes uncanny ability to
prevent conventional trapping, he placed a ticking alarm clock in the
trap. Here again we find coyote's curiosity towards this clock allowed
himself to be trapped. Even then, coyote managed to escape, with lesser
body parts, but free. It has been reported that coyotes have been
witnessed hunting game or running with the pack minus a foot or two,
with not even a hint of hindrance in skills, still capable of
maintaining efficiency as well as a non-injured coyote. For some uncanny
reason, the coyote possesses an anatomy that can withstand shock, pain
and overcome any severe physical disability to the point of complete
recovery.
Once again, the knack of coyote has aided the him to survive under
most all circumstances. Did you know that a male coyote will never
attack a female? Nevertheless, when young coyotes reach the age of two
years old, they begin their search to find a partner. Since they are
monogamous throughout life, they take their time in selecting a mate.
Once their companion is found, the affectionate couple will spend time
sitting together, nipping and singing. If there is a mate selection
problem, the higher ranking female will determine the final decision. Or
if two pursue the same female, she then is allowed to make her own
choice. Once the relationship is sanctioned, the couple will find a den
usually located near river banks, side slopes of canyons, a hollow log,
a cave, gulches or abandoned holes which they will enlarge if it has
been occupied by smaller animals. Once the den is dug to a comfortable
size, they will build an entrance approximately two feet wide ending in
a 30 foot tunnel, 1-2 feet in diameter. This tunnel is called a nesting
chamber for the pending new pups. When finished they will lay a false
trail to keep away all intruders from their new home. Although if
surroundings dictate a change, I have seen them build their nesting
chambers on the ground surface.
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Sexual encounters only happen during breeding time which begins in
January through March. At that time the sexual act may continue for two
or three days or until the female's fertile period is over. This is a
very vulnerable time for both coyotes, as they remain connected up to
about twenty minutes.
The gestation period is approximately 63 days, and it is the male that
tends to the needs of the female during her pregnancy. An average litter
will consists of 6-10 pups. If she gives birth to more than expected,
the mother will sometimes split them into two separate dens which she
keeps fastidiously clean. If the pups do not respond well to this
change, or the mother cannot give them proper discipline, she will
return them to their former burrow. If the mother should die, during the
pups' defenseless growth period, the father will continue protecting,
feeding and raising the pups alone. In my younger years, I spent most of
my time in the mountains with my father, an avid hunter who people
referred to as Dogman. He once told me, "A coyotes resilience is
developed through their curiosity and observation skills. Hunger is
their motivation. They have the ability to regroup as a pack by using
their mental resources. A smart coyote hunts at sunrise and sundown,
while many hunt at night to avoid becoming prey to another human ploy.
Coyotes have an established ritual trail on higher ground to keep a
better view of their surroundings. They will only leave it when they see
a prey, then return to the trail to continue their search for food.
Moving in silence, they stalk somewhat like a cat, keeping close to the
ground."
It was my father who let me experience the birthing of coyote pups. When
first born, they were helpless and fragile, having closed eyes and a
hungry appetite, constantly begging to be fed. I waited for over a month
until they finally emerged from their underground den. For the next few
months, I spent my time watching them grow from tiny furry balls into
young teens. I was surprised to learn from the very beginning the pups
were taught the power of family cooperation and unity. This particular
coyote couple moved their family three times before the pups were four
months old. The last move was near a sink hole, close to water. I saw
the parents discipline the pups. I watched coyote father hunt for food
and bring it back to the den, always feeding the mother coyote first,
then the pups. A fascinating thing about the coyote family, they have
built in babysitters. Aunties and Uncles help in the beginning, but it
is the Grandmothers and the Grandfathers that are the full time baby
sitters. These extended families are watchful during this earlier
training, teaching them the ability to fight. This establishes their
dominance which determines their hierarchy in the pack. As the pups
mature, the parents take them on communal hunting trips to teach them
hunting techniques. The pups continue on these trips until they learn to
fend for themselves.
Once the pack made a kill close to the den, they celebrated this gift
with a massive chorus of excited howls and yelps. Although the pups are
predators, it was entertaining to watch them fight and squabble over the
leftover scraps. Eventually they lost their privileges in the pack, and
were forced to learn to defend themselves, if they were to survive.
I have listened to numerous stories of Coyote, both real-life and
legend. How about Mr. Wile E. Coyote, the unsuccessful bane of
Roadrunner? In folklore, there are many similarities between Human and
Coyote. Coyote's magic and trickery is extremely clever, but it doesn't
always work as desired. How many times have your well laid plans been
frustrated by some unforeseen event? We can see in coyote our own
ability to display cleverness and stupidity, occasionally at the same
time. He can show us that we can work with others to get what we
want out of life, or we can work to get others to do what we should be
doing in life. Or, like Wile E. Coyote, we can run face-first
into a boulder, caught up in the fantasy of there being a shortcut
through the mountain. Coyote will make you look at yourself time and
time again, until you see through the illusions you have created for
yourself and those around you.
Human and Coyote have the innate ability to complicate simple tasks,
spending more time figuring out how to avoid them than it would actually
take to complete them. If you find coyote in your life, he may be
telling you to come to grips with something you've been avoiding for far
too long.
Art by Susan Seddon Boulet |
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Coyote will help you find your way out of a trapped situation, or force
you to see if you have created another world of illusion for yourself.
Stop being judgmental. This can be especially helpful when examining a
relationship, since that is where most of us can be fooling
ourselves...Big-Time.
Much of coyote's teaching can be perceived as good humor. His self-
absorbed antics are legendary. Perhaps one of the best lessons he shares
with us is to never take life too seriously. Joking and playfulness are
a essential part of a full rich life. Only when we can see through
our own antics, can we truly learn from ourselves. Perhaps, unlike
Wylie E. Coyote, we will no longer need to run into a the base of a
mountain, to find out there are no shortcuts in life.
Through the years, coyote has uprooted many situations. A renowned
naturalist once wrote: "... the coyote compels a certain degree of
admiration, viewing his irrepressible character and his versatile
nature. If this genius has nothing essentially noble or lofty about him,
it is undeniable one of the few animals that possess so many various
attributes with such dogged perseverance. The main objective of his life
seems to be satisfying his hunger and this goal he directs with all of
his cunning, impudence and audacity."
Coyote is the chief animal of the pre-human animal age in mythology and
folklore throughout history. Here we see him exploited as creator,
cultural hero, anti- hero, lover, magician, and charlatan celebrated
in a vast cycle of oral legends. Among all tribes he is predominately an
independent creative force of fatal decision makers. However, he
believes he secured fire and light for the human. As we journey through
coyotes life, we find the positive and negative traits which often
appear in many humorous tales exploiting his greed and cunning against
himself. Many times he has died, always relying on his ability of
resurrection. He is referred to in countless legends as one of the
spirit beings who is up to no good. Coyote's lessons are extreme and
always two- sided. He teaches by example. He is the way of the fool
or the genius, all the while forcing you to recognize that life is in no
way permanent. This accomplished sly animal never misses an opportunity
to make some poor soul look like a bigger fool than he already is.
However, he is easily tricked and most times his best laid plans usually
go wrong. On the other hand, he makes his greatest achievements and
wisest decisions, when he is doing nothing more than going on his
happy-go-lucky way of life.
Coyotes communicate in many ways just as the human. He uses his body
language and facial expressions to teach marvelous lessons in silence
awareness. When we look at the long body structure of the coyote, we
notice they have a narrow muzzle, erect triangle ears, long legs and a
bushy tail with a black tip at the end. Most times the tail will droop
low behind the back legs, whereas the lower foreleg is distinguished by
a dark vertical line. By studying all aspects of coyote's posture, we
can quickly recognize a his moods, intentions and attitudes. There is
also a code involving their ears, the curl of their lips, the gape of
the mouth, the position of the tail, even their walk, whether it be
stiffed legged, relaxed, or slouched.
Their voice is highly developed in communication skills. They, as well
as the wolf pack, greet each family member daily with verbal sound, even
if it has only been a few minutes of separation. They have an enormous
repertoire of sounds from whines to growls, yips, barks and howls that
modulate in combinations to express the depth of their many complex
messages. At dusk and dawn, you can not only hear, but feel their
emotions entice you with vocal songs and yips of expression. Once you
have seen one throw back their head howling to the sky, you will
recognize it is an offering of the moment, a prayer or a ploy of
youthful teasing. All the while letting flickers of mischief fill the
hidden eyes of coyote.
This unpredictable animal will forever keep you at the crossroads of
life. He is full of chaotic pranks, yet somehow always lands on his
feet. He can be selfish, a show off, all the while singing his own
praises. This lovable yet obnoxious character is the Master of Illusion
and a walking contradiction. Coyote cannot see the obvious but does try
to examine both side of the coin, urging us to look at the facts before
we take any position or express our opinion. Often coyote teaches us
what NOT to do. He may ask us to help others, but if we change our
minds, it is just another prank with a promise to boomerang. Surely you
know that coyote is another example of saying Murphy's law.
Coyote says, "Prepare your mind to never become prey to a people,
place or thing. Gather courage and stop the behavior habits that are
destroying you, otherwise I will create enough pain to force you to see
your own limitations." Coyote yells! "Stop being the victim of your
thoughts. Recognize your fears and flaws and break those destructive
habits. Take what you need from life without taking advantage of
another. Be gentle with yourself. Why steal? Why lie? Be like me,
survive under all conditions where others shall fail.
Before you speak, consider your hateful words or actions to yourself as
well as others. Have the courage to embrace the freedom within. Bad or
good, whatever you create for another know, it will return to you. You
can stop your pain and suffering if you will overcome all of your
addictions. When you understand coyote medicine, you will have a
different perception of who you are. If you learn to value all life,
then you will be coming from the heart of all that is. Life feeds on
life when we walk in balance with Mother Earth and Father Sky.
Let the great trickster teach you to recognize and apply his spiritual
growth into your everyday life. Coyote demands you know that you can
survive on this duality ruled planet. You are worthy of that
trust.
His very nature teaches us duality, light and dark, foolish and
wise, positive and negative, yin and yang, hot and cold, wet and dry, up
and down, sharp and dull, happy and sad, evil and kind, beauty and ugly.
As coyote, we too are shape-shifters, cunning, humor, intelligent,
silly and serious, but sometimes our laughter is hidden behind a mask of
tears. It seems we will do anything to make people laugh, even if we
must act as a fool to keep another from discovering our deepest of
pains. Appreciate this paradox of life. Learn to laugh at your mistakes.
After all, it does lend to understanding yourselves.
There are many words you may ponder when seeking principles of Coyote:
fidelity, parenting, caution, flexibility, survival, false labeling,
interdependence. Do you sit and wonder why another person did or said
something? Does your mind trick you or do you allow another to trick
your mind? Do you let another convince you to buy ocean front beach
property in Arizona? Do you believe life is fair? Is someone trying to
trick you into making an unwise choice? Is Coyote helping you play the
helpless victim in your life? Do you have a sense of humor? Are you
getting the feeling that you too, may have Coyote blood? Do you take
yourself a little too seriously? Can you come back in the face of
defeat? Coyote is there to remind you that life is not
necessarily fair, but nothing lives forever.
Is Coyote Running Wild in Your Life?
So what does this mean to you when you find coyote running wild in your
life? Find the source from whence it came. What does he want? Why did he
bring you another problem to solve? Maybe it's time to identify what
your R.E.A.L problem is: Are you being set up by a friend or foe,?
Making a bad business deal? Letting a freeloader live off of you? Being
a caretaker to someone that is incarcerated or too lazy to work? Why are
you staying in an abusive relationship? Why are you tolerating an
unfaithful lover? Whatever the motive, you can be sure that others will
use every means at their disposal to get what they want from you. Maybe
it is time to use logic when solving a problem. If Coyote is emanating
from within, take a moment and step outside of yourself. Take a good
look at everything that surrounds you. This will help you make a
decision to your benefit. Why stay trapped in a situation when you have
the power within to break free? Every experience in life whether bad or
good, makes us wise or stupid, keeps us strong or weak, all the while
telling us we deserve a good life, hopefully with a great sense of
humor. When dealing with coyote remember he is the master of
self-sabotage. Don't be surprised if you become the butt of your own
joke
Coyote's medicine can become a definite attribute. Another of his
abilities is to always regroup and endure life's tribulations.
His cunning and trickery can help you remove yourself from an undesired
situation. This same cunning and trickery can also bring about a
favorable means to a desired goal. But one cannot use this cunning and
trickery without the proper amount of audacity. When all else fails,
escape! Learn from your mistakes, and don't overlook the obvious.
Coyote may lose many battles, but he is never beaten. He is merely a
force of wild primal power, acting on every whim, using many guises and
roles but always remaining the master of hope. This pompous character
teaches us to develop a sense of humor and to never take ourselves to
seriously.
You, just like coyote, fill your life with foolish acts, maybe not
intentionally, but humor is always there. Never be afraid to laugh at
yourself. When something backfires on you, maybe the foolishness was
your end reward.
More often, however, Coyote is portrayed as a trickster or fool, a
carefree wanderer, who traipses from place to place, as his fancy
dictates. He is personable and playful but also vain and deceitful. He
acts on impulse, without concern for anyone's needs except his own.
Other animals respect his power, but do not really like him. His
appetites for food and women are insatiable, and he satisfies these
cravings by cheating or stealing, rather than by honest means.
We soon learn that unless we are careful with our life, we can easily
become confused. In the end, Coyote can act stupid or foolish but it is
he who makes himself the victim of his own deeds. Surprisingly, however,
the result of his foolishness and foiled plots is often a benefit to
humankind. And no matter how often coyote is maimed or mortally wounded,
he manages to return to life again---the ultimate survivor
From escapade to escapade, Coyote teaches us many lessons about life and
about ourselves. One of his greatest values as a teacher is his
humanness. There is something of coyote in all of us. We read a coyote
tale and we recognize ourselves, our friends and our enemies. Through
coyote's adventures we can examine our parallel experiences with a sense
of detachment, and get through the lesson without the pain and our
emotions that often cripples us.
Coyote says, "Don't take life too seriously. Learn to laugh at
your mistakes. Proceed through life without a care in the world,
yet somehow get the job done. Enjoy your life, and at the same time
learn to apply the lesson that is needed."'
As we know, many of Coyote's plans result in catastrophe but he always
comes back to life, and what seems like disaster has its unexpected
rewards. We can survive from our misfortunes if we look for the
hidden rewards in those painful experiences. Coyotes as well as
human beings, will often take short cuts to reach their goal. Many of us
and our coworkers do the same and most times it makes the problems
worse. They overstep our boundaries, turn our lives into chaos, then
move on to their next victim, leaving us the task of returning chaos
back into order. Take this opportunity to study your habits and
develop more effective ways of dealing with the coyote people you have
allowed to come into your life.
As my gambling father once told me, "Sissy, learn to see deep into
coyote's adventures. This will teach you to respect all life forces and
to find the balance between yourself, Mother Earth, her children and
Father Sky. For me I love the old Coyote, and you know this joker
is wild. I want you to reach for the sky if you want it, but it's
up to you to paint the damn thing blue."
Wylie Coyote
Looney Tunes, Warner Brothers
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It is no wonder Coyote tales are so abundant in the folklore of western
Native America. Coyote entertains us and teaches us at the same time.
He is the traditional Good Guy and Bad Guy rolled into one. He will
shock and entertain us, but best of all, we learn from him a great deal
about what not to do in life.
EXCERPTS FROM THE BOOK, Wind Wolf Woman
"I thought wolves and coyotes ran together," said Meeko, still not
understanding the vast difference between the two.
"Well, Grandson, thinking does not always make it so. I said Coyote is
Wolf's helper, not his companion. You must stop speaking on a subject
that you no nothing about, or old Coyote will surely make you the
village idiot. Meeko, the crafty Coyote lives a shameless life
and has the nerve to openly demonstrate his deceit in all of his ever
clever, cunning ways. It's his nature to fall victim to his own tricks
and he never seems to learn from the error of his ways, even though he
continues to give himself many painful and funny experiences. They are
sly, gullible and indestructible characters. They can get banged up,
bruised, burned, smashed, drowned, and almost killedbut they still
come back none the wiser from their many misfortunes in life. I'm
telling you, no one is more bewildered than old Coyote when he falls
into his own traps.
"Aaah, Grandson, can't you see the humor in this clever one's teachings?
He goes through life as a trickster, yet his experiences build him a
strong endurance as he continues to suffer from his own follies. You
must be very careful when this shortsighted clown touches your life.
Coyote thrives on his thieving, cowardice and mischievous ways. He loves
to play tricks on others and will only fight when the stakes are in his
favor. I've seen this scavenger become so confused by what he was doing
that he ended up becoming the prey of his own hunt.
Coyotes will fake being hurt, just to lure prey into their hungry
pack. I once saw a coyote suck up his stomach to where he looked so
skinny that I thought I was looking at a pile of bones covered with a
pitiful piece of flesh," chuckled Granbear.
"Aaah, yes, as a young boy I loved following a coyote pack. They taught
me much with their funny ways keeping me entertained for hours. I admire
Coyote's curiosity and his ability to elude anyone. This troublemaker is
the master when it comes to a wild imagination but it is coyote who
gives life a great sense of humor. It was Coyote who gave me my sense of
humor and taught me to never take myself too seriously. That's why he's
called the trickster. This animal works very hard to outwit himself as
well as others. Why Grandson, he can transform himself into anything. He
could be that stone sitting over there by the fire, listening to my
story.
"Aaah, Grandson, when Coyote enters your life, know he's up to no good
and you better get ready for a world of turmoil and pain. You can always
recognize his power in a human, chuckled Granbear, as he remembered all
the coyote people that had come and gone from his life.
"Granbear, are coyotes just dumb? Why would anyone want to make the same
mistakes over and over again if it keeps hurting them?"
"Meeko, Coyote isn't dumb, he's a brilliant, but twisted critter
disguised to trick the world. All humans should know that Coyote thrives
on deception but never thinks of himself as a troublemaker. He goes
through life blaming others for his problems, but most times it's his
own doing that brings suffering, failure and terrible consequences into
his life. Sometimes it makes me wonder why he can't see how smart he is
and use that power to help others, rather than destroy everything around
him. Aaah, yes, Meeko, when you find yourself in a bad situation, know
there's an old Coyote hidden in your personality someplace," cautioned
Granbear.
"Granbear, do you think I have Coyote power?" "Absolutely! Look at your
life. Coyote teaches us the duality of life. He's a survivor and can
adapt to any situation. Why, sometimes he actually acts superior to
others and throws his power around, while other times he will act
unassuming and very humble. This way he keeps you off balance and
confused and before you know it, you have outwitted yourself. I know
Coyote is walking proof that we all have the potential to become good or
bad. Personally, I like the cleverness of Coyote power.
"The old people consider him the Sacred Medicine Dog with many
magical powers. Yep, I think it will be a toss-up between Coyote and
the cockroach to see who will be the last survivor on Mother Earth. Just
remember, when you hear Coyote's voice riding on the winds, get ready
for trouble, because that crazy joker is loose and running wild again.
Now let me get some sleep. We'll talk more tomorrow about these two
animals," said Granbear as he crawled into his bedroll. Disappointed,
Meeko waited until Granbear drifted off to sleep before leaving to meet
his friends at the corral for a late night escapade on horseback.
Sneaking back to camp near daybreak, Meeko fell on top of his bedroll
and was asleep instantly. Granbear awakened earlier than usual and
insisted that Meeko join him in the Medicine Wheel. Tired and sleepy,
Meeko got up in a somewhat of a crabby mood.
"Stop dawdling, Meeko," chided Granbear, over breakfast. "There's a
price to pay when you take your time to play rather than get a good
nights sleep. So Coyote, it's time we go to the Medicine Wheel. I know
you have a great imagination when you're on the back of a horse and
today I want you to use that imagination, he said with a twinkle in his
eye, matching his all knowing smile. Meeko understood that Granbear
wasn't joking and meant business. He quickly pulled his hair back from
his face, thrilled that Granbear was pouring himself another cup of
coffee so he could grab a quick breakfast. When they finally arrived at
the Medicine Wheel, Meeko entered the sacred circle in the proper manner
and went directly to sit in the North Door with head bowed. Granbear
began to speak as Meeko fought sleep and nodded his head in silence.
"Grandson, very soon you will be studying with Winterhawk, and he will
expect you to know certain things. I'm going to prepare you for those
trips in the wilderness with him. Now listen closely, Coyote uses his
mind, not brute force. But if you ever see a hurt or trapped coyote or
wolf while you're with Winterhawk, don't go near, because it will tear
the flesh from your bones. If you ever see a coyote alone, don't trust
that he is. Always look around with great caution because they usually
hunt in pairs. Coyotes eat rabbits, ground squirrels, rodents and
whatever remains they find at another animal's kill. "Coyote has a good
hunting relationship with many of the flying ones and some four legs.
Once I saw him working a kill with a badger. Now, Badger is a no
nonsense kinda guy. He fears nothing and is extremely confident. I
watched these two meet and stand very still for a long time, staring
eyeball to eyeball at each other. Suddenly, as if they had reached some
kind of agreement, they turned quickly and traveled in opposite
directions. Suddenly without a word, they stopped then turned around and
cautiously moved back toward each other flushing a bevy of quail from
the bushes. A rabbit also ran out and zigzagged across an open field.
Well, Grandson that old Badger grabbed that rabbit and one unlucky quail
became old Coyote's meal. Meeko, as I told you, Old Coyote will eat
anything, unless it eats him first," chuckled Granbear. Meeko's eyes
widened in amazement. He understood but still wondered if he had some
Coyote blood in him as a result of his life with Renna. As if reading
his thoughts, Granbear said, "Aaah, Grandson, sometimes I worry about
your life with Renna. You have traveled great distances from home and
have learned how to survive in the streets. Aaah, yes, this makes me
wonder if you're not related to Coyote." "Oh, Granbear! I've thought the
same thing! Do you think my living with Renna has something to do with
who I am?" questioned Meeko, genuinely interested in the answer. "Hmmm,
if you've accepted some of her negative thinking as your way of life,
you could be infected and have some future heartaches. But, Meeko, I do
agree that you have gotten Coyote's attention," said Granbear,
emphasizing his point by making soft yipping sounds near his grandsons
ear. "This is how Coyote tells you he is through talking." Then without
a word, Granbear got up and headed for the arbor to visit with Flying
Feather, who had just arrived.
American Indian LEGENDS
Here I share with you a some traditional Native America legends. The
First Coyote tales were told by American Indian tribes over a wide
geographical area ranging from British Columbia to Guatemala, and from
the Pacific Ocean to the Great Plains. Coyote is portrayed somewhat
differently from tribe to tribe. In many tales, he will give you the
impression that he assisted Creator in forming all life forces and
established the rules for Mother Earth's inhabitants. He even takes
credit for the constellations in the sky. In story after story, Coyote
is the tragic clown. He has been burned alive, drowned, starved,
smothered, crushed, dashed to death from great heights, but all the
while he goes on his way to even greater error, forgetting to learn from
his mistakes. Coyote will scratch under his arm then do a crazy dance.
He catches his tail on fire yet still plays with matches. He then jumps
in the pond to save himself and nearly drowns. He thinks he has found a
bone and it is really a rattlesnake.
Coyote trickery is really you and me, filling our minds with booby
traps, fearing to fly in airplanes, toilets that don't work, cars that
run out of oil or gas, lost credit cards, drivers licenses, billfolds,
money, checkbooks, etc. Life explodes in our faces every day, but we
refuse to recognize we are being played with by coyote power.
Coyote, Eagle and Spider Woman
Long ago in the beginning the world was void of the sun, moon and stars.
Without the sun there was no light. Without the moon there were no
colorful changes in the seasons nor was there a ripple in the ocean. Now
old coyote did not like hunting in the dark. He had tremendous powers
and could shape-shift from one form to another with superhuman powers,
yet most times he remained stupid, cowardly and foolish. Coyote knew the
mighty eagle could fly to the sky and asked if they could establish an
agreement to steal the sun. The eagle was well aware of coyote's tricks
and expressed amusement with his request. Eagle knew the spirits came
down to earth bringing with them a woven basket container that held this
glowing ball that coyote was talking about. Eagle moved close to coyote
and whispered, "They come here to perform their sacred dances and if
they see you ,you will surely die." Coyote shook in terror with this new
information as eagle flew away, chuckling with glee.
It took many meetings between the eagle and the coyote before Eagle
agreed to help him capture the shining ball of light from the sky. Eagle
had a plan and went to Spider Woman to talk. After much thought and time
elapsed, she wove a strong web for Eagle to take on his journey to
capture the sun, also insisting all animals must weave a very strong
basket with a sturdy top and well-built latches to keep the sun from
escaping.
Once this was accomplished, Eagle took the powerful web from Grandmother
Spider. Holding it tightly in his beak he flew for days trying to find
the light in the sky. Once found, Eagle silently soared around the sun,
carefully engulfing it with grandmother spider's web. Giving one hard
jerk on the spider web, he flew with all his might back to Mother Earth.
Coyote was waiting. When he saw Eagle bringing down the sun he ran to
tell everyone to meet him at the massive basket. When Eagle landed,
everyone helped place the sun in the container. Once it was lashed down,
Eagle asked coyote to stand guard, making him promise he would not open
the basket. Eagle then returned to Grandmother Spider to discuss how she
would anchor it to the Mother Earth.
While waiting for Eagle to return Coyote grew restless. His curiosity
began to grow stronger and stronger. Finally he could not stand the
anticipation and he had to see the shining ball. Knowing he could outwit
this light, coyote decided it was okay to take one small peek. His
nimble paws worked quickly, and as he opened the lid the sun raced out,
shooting him in the eyes with a yellow ray and then hurrying up into the
sky.
When Eagle and Grandmother Spider saw this, they knew what had happened.
Grandmother Spider quickly climbed onto Eagle's back as they chased the
big round light rising in the sky. Eagle flew higher and higher and it
grew hotter and hotter as he neared the sun. Grandmother Spider quickly
wove her best magic web into the perfect design. At last they encircled
the sun and anchored it into a mysterious pathway in Mother Earth's
solar system. And that is why the sun crosses the sky, rising in the
East and setting in the West, serving all the people on Mother Earth.
When they finally arrived back on Mother Earth, Coyote saw that Eagle
had scorched his feathers and they had turned to a golden brown. Poor
Grandmother Spider who was once golden, had now turned pitch black.
Coyote nonchalantly greeted the both with great pleasure, excited over
his newly found treasure. He immediately named Eagle, the golden eagle,
the highest flying bird in the world. Then he touched Grandmother Spider
with his paw making a round circle appear on her little black body.
Coyote called her The Wisdom of Darkness, bragging openly about his
ingenious abilities to capture the sun. With a wave of his paw, he
walked throughout the world telling everyone about the wonderful gift of
light he had brought to the people.
Reader, aren't you curious to know what color was the dot? Could it be
red, yellow, black or white? If you know the color of Grandmother
Spider, then you will know her name and powers. BE AWARE! Curiosity
creates coyote power.
How Coyote received his yellow eyes.
It seems a woman called Coyote Woman lived near Skeleton Man, and
often passed by his lodge in her daily search for food. It was on just
such a scavenging trip that Coyote Woman happened upon Skeleton Man
sitting on a large outcropping of stones, acting very strangely. His
behavior was so bizarre that she was forced to stop and watch him in
utter amazement. As she observed Skeleton Man, he sang a song. After he
finished the song, his eyes flew right out of his head and headed south
until they disappeared. After a bit Skeleton Man's eyes returned, flying
right back into his head!
Skeleton Man spoke to himself, saying, "I have seen so many wonderful
things!"
Coyote Woman's curiosity got the better of her and she walked up to
Skeleton Man saying, "I like the song you were just singing."
Skeleton man replied, "Yes, it is indeed a very good song. When I sing I
can see things that I have never seen before. Why just now I saw a
canyon filled with many game animals. There were many deer rabbits and
many other fine animals."
Coyote Woman's mouth watered as she thought about finding such a place
where game was so plentiful, and asked, "Will you teach me to sing that
song?"
"It is easy to learn," Skeleton Man responded. "Just face the south and
sing my song." And as she did so, his eyes flew to the south. Before
long, they returned and popped right back into his head.
"That was easy," Coyote Woman said. "Anyone can do that." "Just be sure
to face to the South and do not move," Skeleton Man said, disappearing.
"I will find that canyon, and I will never go hungry again," Coyote
Woman cried as she sat down and faced the South, singing loudly and
clear.
As the last note faded, her eyes left her head and flew to the south.
Coyote Woman yelled. "This canyon is a good place and has many game
animals. I would never be hungry here." She danced around and around in
her excitement, not realizing that she ended up facing North.
Desiring to go to the canyon as soon as possible, she called out to her
eyes, saying, "Come back to me, eyes!" But alas, they did not return
like Skeleton Man's. She called to them again, four times but nothing
happened. By this time she could see nothing and cried out, "What am I
going to do? I can see nothing! Where are my eyes? I called them back to
me. Why won't they come?"
Coyote Woman had no idea that she was no longer facing South and that
was the reason her eyes could not return to her. She thought and
thought, and finally decided that her eyes had actually come back to
her, but had accidentally missed her head and must be lying on the
ground nearby.
She searched the ground until she found an object on the end of a stalk
that was just the shape of one of her eyes. "Here is one of them!" she
cried. Searching a little further, she found a similar object and said,
"And here is the other one." Popping both of them into her eye sockets,
she found she could see, but everything looked yellow.
Gazing around in frustration, she said, "My eyes are not working so
well. They must have been outside of my head too long. I will find my
children and see if they can help me understand what has happened to
them." As Coyote Woman was trotting home, her children saw her and were
frightened. Her eyes were very big and yellow and this scared them so
much they ran in all directions to escape from her. Chasing her
children, Coyote Women called out, "Come Back! Why do you run from your
mother?" Terrified of her, they continued to run. Without realizing what
she had done, Coyote Woman had put two large gourds in her head for eyes
and they made her look fearsome. And so it has been ever since. All
coyotes have yellow eyes and live scattered across the land.
Coyote scatters his people
This legend relates to how Coyote brought his people here from the
original island and became the yellow corn people. Coyote received his
power from the rainbow and became a medicine dog. It was the rainbow
that always guided the people in their travels. Eons of time passed. A
young boy knew of this power and visited the original coyote people's
lodge. When he returned he brought back the Navajo people and the corn
ceremonies. The young boy taught them when to plant their seeds and how
to harvest them. After giving them these gifts, he returned to live with
the Coyote people.
From then on, he would come to visit his people in a dream state. Once
he stole the children of the water monsters and taught them to help
humankind to advance in our world. It is he who represents the human
potential for good and evil. But as long as he is associated with the
medicine people, he applies his cunning in a good way. He suffers no
retribution for his trickery, but when he uses his power wrong to outwit
or satisfy his greed, lust or idleness, he then outwits himself.
How Coyote Placed the Stars in the Heavens
How can we possibly speak of the stars without remembering another
Coyote story? It seems Coyote was given a big jar to carry when the
people came to this world. He was told to not remove the lid. The jar
was very heavy, but Coyote was curious. One day he sat down the jar and
peeked inside. All the stars rushed out and burned his nose black as
coal as they flew by him. Poor coyote could only catch a few and these
are now called constellations. The others are just strewn about, some of
them being insecurely fastened to the sky continuously fall back to
earth. Some are called shooting stars because they are trying to find
where they belong in the sky.
Modern day Coyote
Here is a modern day coyote tale about a seventeen year old bushy-
headed streetwise client who I will call Wino. Although his parents were
wealthy, he had served most of his life in juvenile hall for bad
behavior. He was a gang member and loved living on the dark side of
life. Even as a young child, Wino believed the world owed him a living.
He hated school, and God forbid he had to working for a living. He
became an artist of stealing, and felt it was okay.
Wino looked good in his stolen black leather-studded pants and jacket as
he cruised the malls, the highways, supermarkets and schools on his
stolen motorcycle contaminating his friends with his attitude while
dealing drugs.
When he turned eighteen, Wino was following a different Coyote dance. He
was sitting handcuffed in court waiting for the kindly judge to give him
a new direction. Before Wino could think straight, he was on his way to
an army boot camp.
Uncle Sam shaped him a new destiny. He learned the laws of the land, the
responsibility of self, respecting others, social structures and
physical discipline at the end of a pick, digging a latrine; yet still
Wino found a way to get his drugs and booze, all the while dreaming of
the good old days. Ah yes, Coyote may travel from one disaster to
another but, it is coyote who refines the art of self-sabotage to sheer
perfection.
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Jake the Philosopher |
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By Jake, the philosopher, counselor
My, my! I'm so worried I think Coyote has trapped me in a problem. I am
so stressed out about what ShaTonga has taught me about this animal, I
think I am getting a migraine.
So what does all this mean to a little black dog like me? Do I have
humans tricksters in my life? In order for me to answer my question, I
must learn to recognize coyote traits in all of my human friends. What
did I do to bring a coyote person into my life? Oh, my what a disaster!
I just want to be happy and live my comfortable life! What if someone
tricks me into making an unwise choice? Maybe they're just trying to set
me up to be their fool. I'm a good puppy and have a caring nature. I
take everything to heart, and it scares me to think I might get caught
in a coyote trap. Maybe, I shouldn't be friends with those kind of
folks. Maybe they lie or maybe, they're just plain freeloaders. I just
can't understand why anyone would take advantage of me. Whatever their
motives are, I'm going to use my brainpower to dispose of this trickery.
Oh dear, there are so many possibilities. I think I will practice this
method for a month and see if it works. Oh, what a job for such a little
black dog! I'm going to tell all humans if their a coyote person, I will
just walk away. Or I could just let them fall into their own trap. Or I
could laugh at their stupidity.
I've got to watch out for myself! I certainly don't want anything to go
wrong. Oh my, I'm so confused! ShaTonga may have taught me a good or bad
lesson. As of late, she's been trying to make me the butt end of her
jokes. This does not bother me. I'm not afraid to laugh at my mistakes.
ShaTonga told me not to take the human too seriously. She said she finds
them amusing when they try to play coyote with her. Hmmm, I wonder if
ShaTonga is part coyote? Oh dear! What a dilemma.
Well, I have to go now. If anyone would consider helping this little
black dog, I would really appreciate an email..
Jake
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from ShaTonga's Desk |
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We're having another birthday party. Ah, what great memories. The
house will be filled with many nice people. As wolf you can be sure I
know all the rules. Oh, but the smells coming from the table will make
my mouth water! But living with my human, I have been forced to learn a
few human demands. I am not allowed to beg or come near humans when they
are eating. I have many human friends and most understood my dilemma.
Whenever, I gave them sad eyes or a gentle nudge, they immediately sneak
food under the table where I receive many free delicious morsels. In my
opinion, I am not begging, but merely sampling the food to make sure it
is good enough for the humans to eat. I also taught Jake Coyote power
and within minutes we both lay quietly under the table working together
on sneaking a few tidbits without getting caught. Jake, being a wise
dog, laughed at coyotes insights when I told him stories about coyote
being a hero and a fool, always practicing his powers of trickery. Jake
was soon deceitful and cunning, and often spoke in depth about our
shameless attitude. Before long: Jake was beginning to think some of his
friends could be manipulated into giving him anything he wanted. Jake
giggled a bark, when I told him that all coyotes have a scent gland in
their tail and that's how coyotes find each other. He sniffed at my tail
and I swatted him, reminding him I was his teacher.
Once we went camping and I heard a coyote. Knowing this was merely a
social call, I answered and invited him into camp. It was around two
o'clock in the morning when he began to tear into the trash. I wanted to
go visit but my human made me stay in the motor home while she went out
and moved the garbage, leaving coyote bowl of my food. Now I know a
coyote will eat anything if it doesn't eat him first. I thought it was
unfair to give away my food, but since he is the wolf's helper, I
decided not to complain, and that's when I learned he loved watermelon.
Another time, we were visiting relatives on reservation. A Coyote chased
a rabbit under the front porch. I didn't know there was another coyote
under the house, but when it ran out with a half eaten rabbit and gave
it to the waiting coyote, I tried to take it from him but was stopped by
a hard yank on my leash. I know coyotes are vicious fighters, but I also
know they won't fight a female.
My human has told me: Most Dog soldiers' war parties take a name that
usually reflects dog, wolf or coyote. The warrior usually contacts these
animals through a dream or vision. Dog sometimes relates to wolf, or a
coyote can mean little wolf. If they choose a new power name they will
have a victory dance. The warriors will appeal to their power animal to
enable them to intensify their ability. They paint graphics on their
bodies, decorate their clothing and paint a wide red mark across their
eyes and cheeks symbolically saying: "Coyote eats with a bloody mouth."
A dog soldier would wear four coyote skins and paint his face blue, then
make four lines with his fingers to say, "I carry strong Coyote
Medicine. I make storms. I make fog. I hide from any enemy." I once
heard a story about a badger and a Coyote hunting together. It seems
they had a rabbit cornered in a log. Well, the badger and the coyote
stood eyeball to eyeball in what humans would see as silence. But I know
they were talking. Without a word they each walked in different
directions and stood guard at the end of the hollow tree.
Coyote was listening to the scurrying of a prairie hen in the bushes,
all the while being on guard for the rabbit in case it came out from his
end of the hollow tree. It wasn't long before the rabbit ran out toward
the badger. The badger grabbed it and told the Coyote, "I got mine now,
go get yours."
Coyote knew not to fight with a badger. He remembered the shuffle in the
bushes and caught the prairie chicken for his dinner. Everyone was
happy, both knowing they would hunt together again, always abiding by
the rules of the badger.
I've tried to teach Jake to hunt, but he doesn't like the kill. I know
he is part coyote because I saw him get his toe nail caught on a blanket
and damaged his nail. He cried for days. Our human doctored his toe. She
gave him room service because his foot hurt when he walked. This went on
for weeks. Well, one day while we were playing, Jake forgot to limp. Our
human saw this. Jake still ran to her with a limp, hoping to be picked
up. She looked at him, smiled as she walked away. Well that was the end
of her pampering the little black dog.
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Wind Wolf Woman |
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"Wind Wolf Woman", an autobiographical account, chronicles the
life history of a fourth-generation American Indian medicine woman who
learns to balance on the razor's edge between two cultures - the
Red world and the White world - with vastly different belief systems. In
this epic journey of her search for identity and spirituality, she
struggles determinedly to find a place for herself in both cultures
while battling rejection. After traveling around the world and learning
from many spiritual teachers, she returns full circle to her traditional
Indian roots.
Born an illegitimate breed and deposited days later on her father's
doorstep she knew nothing of her birth mother until later in life. Named
Sunbeam by her paternal grandmother and raised under her strong hand of
discipline, Sunbeam learns the sacredness of all life and how it relates
to the medicine ways.
In crafting her life story, Mahinto - lecturer, teacher, and medicine
woman - reveals the twentieth-century plight of the Indian people, who
until recently were portrayed as a nomadic race riding free as the wind
over the land they called home. At the same time, she offers promise
that all cultures can, by honoring the preciousness of life, walk
together in harmony on our sacred Mother Earth.
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