"Ofelia and Bidrha chatted about news from home as they walked down the mountainside to a natural clearing where about 50 women sat under the canopy of small oaks. Their colorful apparel representing each desert homeland tradition, dappled the soft brown canvas of the desert.
Something about women's voices at a distance, thought Bidhra... like tinkling bells.
Wangari rose from her seat, a broad grin speading over her round face.
"Bidhra!" she sang forth, moving jauntily across the circle to engulf her tiny friend in the folds of her ample body. Everyone chuckled at the site.
"Wangari, I can't breathe!" Wangari let her go with a loud laugh and slid her arm around Bidrha's small shoulders.
"I've got this one taken care of," Wangari declared over her shoulder to Ofelia, as she led Bidhra to a table laden with food and beverages.
Ofelia heard the drumming and singing start up, and turned to greet another arrival.
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Nearby the gathering of women...
They lined the great river like tall guardians with thick intertwined arms. Their jigsaw patterned trunks of bronze, moss green, aqua blue, and soft yellow blended with the muted colors of the earth. Only the rushing red waters of the river demarked a border.
These were the titans connecting earth with sky, channeling life giving waters from under earth's skin up into the air above. Among them stood an Elder - a tree so broad and tall its roots caused the Earth to rise and curve with them, drawing water along their inclination.
Below the earth, unseen by human eye, roots met a tiny crawling army of yellow, gooey creatures - a living mat as vast as the forest itself. Upon this undulating sea of microbial life, the words of the Elder to members of the clan ran back and forth in a chemical language. Trees in need of nutrients were fed from areas of the forest rich in the needed elements. And so, did the Elder tend its tribe.
The Elder was a clan leader of great stature. From this old waterway, the Elder protected her clan and reported to the two-leggeds on all its living inhabitants, the featherd, furred, scaled and spineless members of the community. The Union of All Species felt the Mother Earth's heartbeat, checked her circulation an cleansing systems. Through the global leaders in each biome of life - an interspecies alliance - the Earth flourished and all therein, a part of Her living, breathing, changing body, hurtling through space together in God's vast kingdom.
Life on Earth reached a high level of consciousness when the two-leggeds gained new self-understanding and raised their conscience to that of all the plant and animal species. Their evolution was still young among Earth's species, but they were finally coming along. Their numbers decreased, and their violent past faded from memory.
Today's humans were finally of the indigenous mind: humble members of a colorful community of living beings whose very lives depended upon the health and well-being of their Mother.
They were ready. Soon the return of the Great Ones would come again upon the Earth."
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