Rita Walker: Australia (Blog Five) by Dan Watt and Taylor Norris (reference links at bottom)

Rita Walker: Australia (Blog Five) by Dan Watt and Taylor Norris (reference links at bottom)

“Our spirituality is a oneness and an interconnectedness with all that lives and breathes, even with all that does not live or breathe.”
– Mudrooroo

 

As she heads into the South Pacific Ocean from the Hawkesbury River, Rita changes from many trout into a single three meter long bottlenose dolphin.  Dilga’s milk will protect her from any pollutants caused by sewage being dumped into the ocean near the coast of Sydney.  Everywhere on Earth there is a pollution problem it seems.  Bottlenose dolphins that have died are often given an autopsy to see what contaminants they have accumulated.

Albi Rose taught her that life constantly flows but so can death.  Both are important for the balance of existence.  Moving with the seasons to areas that are bountiful in flora and fauna without changing the landscape are important to all the Australian Indigenous groups.  But the permanent living in one area throughout the year seems to have burdened the environment.  Fixed locations cause too much waste dumped into waterways and the movement of plastic and other waste to designated areas to accumulate until it overflows into the pristine areas.

Exhausted from thinking of all the Earth’s problems caused by humanity she longs to explore the kilometers of ocean water below her.  But that will have to wait.  She’s decides to invite her friend Zsofia to Sydney.  Perhaps she can get Zsofia a guest lecturer position as a Biomedical Science expert.

 

https://theconversation.com/australias-pristine-beaches-have-a-poo-problem-116175

https://www.britannica.com/place/Pacific-Ocean/The-trade-winds

https://www.environment.nsw.gov.au/topics/animals-and-plants/native-animals/native-animal-facts/bottlenose-dolphin

http://www.nrm.gov.au/national/local/whale-dolphin-protection

 

Blue Mountain Jenolan Caves background pic by Peter Samuel with Rita Walker body makeup by @amasonart Alannah Mason, model Taylor Norris, picture of model by Dan Watt

 

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Rita Walker: Australia (Blog Four) by Dan Watt and Taylor Norris (reference links at bottom)

Rita Walker: Australia (Blog Four) by Dan Watt and Taylor Norris (reference links at bottom)

A totem is an object or thing in nature that is adopted as a family or clan emblem. Different clans are assigned different totems and, in some cases, individuals are given personal totems at birth. In the Torres Strait, people wear personal pendants, which are mostly carved out of wood, turtle shell or shells and often represent the person’s totem. There are well-established rules about when they can wear the pendants, often only during ceremonies or rituals.

 

As a school of trout Rita has to let the trout do what they naturally would so she asks Dilga if she can enter the dreamtime.

Rita floats bodiless in space.  She looks down and sees a group of women known as the Djunkgao sisters shrouded in mist.  They are naming the Australian animals and clans.  One is making sacred wells with a yam stick.  The image disappears.

Again mist swirls around, and this time Rita sees the youngest sister observing the ocean’s current.  A male figure related to the sisters accosts her.  Angry words are exchanged.  The man forces the youngest sister to the ground.  Unable to stop what happens next Rita goes elsewhere to avoid the sight of the father, uncle, or brother raping the youngest sister.

In the next image all the sisters are standing on land looking up into the sky.  To spite the man, they all know, for what he did to their youngest sister, they have become dormant.  Now the land grows dry and overheated from lack of rain.

“Think of water as the sisters, and pollution as the man who raped the youngest sister,” Dilga’s voice echoes in her thoughts.  “There are parallels between the past, the present, and the future.  Follow the trail of coal as energy and encourage alternatives and less destructive uses.  It’s time for the Djunkgao sisters to come home.  Thank your…friend…for what he is already doing.”

 

http://www.aboriginalart.com.au/culture/dreamtime2.html

https://australianstogether.org.au/discover/indigenous-culture/aboriginal-spirituality/

http://www.gbrmpa.gov.au/our-partners/traditional-owners/traditional-owners-of-the-great-barrier-reef/language-totems-and-stories

https://www.theguardian.com/australia-news/2019/nov/01/six-biggest-coalminers-in-australia-produce-more-emissions-than-entire-economy

https://www.bbc.com/news/world-australia-50869565

 

Blue Mountain Jenolan Caves background pic by Peter Samuel with Rita Walker body makeup by @amasonart Alannah Mason, model Taylor Norris, picture of model by Dan Watt

 

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Rita Walker: Australia (Blog Three) by Dan Watt and Taylor Norris (reference links at bottom)

Rita Walker: Australia (Blog Three) by Dan Watt and Taylor Norris (reference links at bottom)

The Australasia Recycling Label

  • We administer the Australian Packaging Covenant to reduce the environmental impacts of consumer packaging and optimise resource recovery.
  • We develop plans and guidelines to prevent plastic waste from entering the oceans.
  • We work with state, territory and local governments, as well as industry, to support and encourage the reduction of plastic waste and litter.

https://www.environment.gov.au/protection/waste-resource-recovery/plastics-and-packaging

It’s so hot as she walks to the Jenolan River that she grimaces with every step.  But she wants to wait until she reaches Sidney before using any of Dilga’s herbs.  Once she reaches the river she kneels down and diligently pours some of Dilga’s milk into the water.  Before climbing in she presses her hands in.  Feeling the ebb of the current she asks Dilga to send protection to Marlo.  Keeping her hand under the warm water she waits until she is connected to Marlo.

The vibrations she feels from Marlo tell her, “I’m near the Cocos Keeling Islands.  The plastic and other debris is bad and some of it is breaking down into smaller pieces that wildlife ingests.”

She sends back a vibration asking, “What’s causing it?” and waits.

“Most of it seems to be coming from Asia.  We both know the steps now.  Let the World know and then offer solutions.”  She can sense Marlos’ frustration.

“How do we solve it?” she asks with more vibrations.

After a time she receives his reply.  “In water form I can estimate the amount of miniscule pieces and larger pieces but it will take time.  The movement of water and wind will make it hard to clean up without hurting the environment.  I need time to find a solution.  Can you contact me in a few days?”

“I will,” she promises.

The heat is almost unbearable as she slides into the Jenolan River.  A lot of the 18.6 million hectares of the land burnt in the 2019 to 2020 fires has now regrown.  But the summers in New South Wales can be as high as 50°C.  The dilly bag and her clothes become a part of her body as she turns into a school of trout cod.  She will feed as trout cod do on her long journey to Cox River into Lake Burragorang then north into the Nepean River.  From there she will travel along the Hawkesbury River in Broken Bay and finally to the South Pacific Ocean.  There she’ll travel south to Sydney as a bottlenose dolphin.

 

https://www.nature.com/articles/s41598-019-43375-4

https://www.marinelitterthefacts.com/sources

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2019%E2%80%9320_Australian_bushfire_season

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trout_cod

https://www.environment.nsw.gov.au/topics/animals-and-plants/native-animals/native-animal-facts/bottlenose-dolphin#:~:text=The%20bottlenose%20dolphin%20can%20be,the%20lower%20reaches%20of%20rivers.

Blue Mountain Jenolan Caves background pic by Peter Samuel with Rita Walker body makeup by @amasonart Alannah Mason, model Taylor Norris, picture of model by Dan Watt

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Rita Walker: Australia (Blog Two) by Dan Watt and Taylor Norris (reference links at bottom

Rita Walker: Australia (Blog Two) by Dan Watt and Taylor Norris (reference links at bottom)

“We are all visitors to this time, this place. We are just passing through. Our purpose here is to observe, to learn, to grow, to love… and then we return home.” – Australian Aboriginal saying

  • Note: Uluru is a rock formation in the Northern Territory of Australia not the original name for Australia.

She stares far up at the Carlotta Arch’s stalactite ceiling where Ailbe Rose appeared to her and sees a female figure shrouded in mist.

Carlotta's Arch, Blue Mountain Jenolan Caves Australia by Peter Samuel (7)

Rita takes a step back.  Dilga is not just of the Earth but the Universe itself.  As the swirls of mist pass Dilga’s skin appears dark blue but as the mist covers her skin it becomes more light brown.  Her only clothing are two intertwining serpents painted along her body in the colours of the rainbow.  The colours change as the mist flows around her.  But Rita only vaguely notices Dilga’s appearance.  The goddess’s curly raven hair is like an archway that accentuates the dark brown of her ubiquitous-omnipresent eyes.

“This region of Australia will scorch your northern skin so you will need Kakadu plum,” Dilga suddenly says in a surprisingly young female voice.  “You will find a satchel with enhanced Kakadu plum.  It will help you be accepted by the First People while still appearing to be of European decent.  And if you should meet a child who is the combination of the First People and Europeans you will be welcomed as kin.  You will also find in this satchel many other herbs.  Some will save you if you are bitten by a poisonous snake, spider, or jellyfish.”

“Thank you,” Rita says with a gasp.  Her body is trembling.  In Dilga’s presence she feels time is endless.

“What I tell you,” Dilga continues, “is so you understand.  Captain Cook and those who came after him brought scientific understanding to Australia but it can be so miniscule in understanding and long in explanation.  Life goes on and often an explanation needs to be simple and seen vastly.

“The Jenolan Caves came about when Mirragan–a feline fisherman, caught sight of Gurangatch–an eel shaped Burringilling resting deep in the water of the junction between the Wollondilly and Wingeecaribbee rivers.  Mirragan tried to poison the water with hickory bark so Gurangatch would have to surface.  When Gurangatch discovered what Mirragan was doing they started to fight.  That fight created the Jenolan Caves.  The fight that occurs now is between nature and technology with neither winning.  You have been chosen to mediate symbolically between Gurangatch and Mirragan.

“Where should I start?” Rita asks with unavoidable respect in her voice.

“In the city of Sydney live a couple who are of European decent but were born in Australia.  This land flows through them and they understand the importance of the merging of nature with technology.  They are teachers like you.  Search for professors Aurora and Oliver Martin.”

“How will I get there?”

“My mother’s milk brought my sons back to life after the cat-man Ngariman killed them.  Look for a bull kelp vessel in the dilly bag.  The contents contain my milk and will lead you safely to the professors.  After that look up into the clouds and when you see two in the shape of slithering snakes, know my Bagadjimbiri sons watch over you.”

“Thank you Dilga,” Rita says bowing her head in gratitude.  When she looks up only the Carlotta Archway faces her.  She starts to step forward when the toes of her right foot bump into something soft.  At her feet is a dilly bag.  She looks inside and sees numerous herbs.  At the very top is a Kakadu plum.

 

Pictures:

Background picture by Peter Samuel of Blue Mountain, Jenolan Caves, Australia; Body Paint by @amasonart Alannah Mason; Picture of Rita Walker by Dan Watt.

 

Carlotta’s Arch, Jenolan Caves, Blue Mountain, Australia by Peter Samuel.

 

http://goddesses-and-gods.blogspot.com/2008/08/goddess-dilga.html

https://www.jenolancaves.org.au/about/aboriginal-culture/dreamtime-story-of-gurrangatch-mirrigan/

https://www.cancer.org.au/cancer-information/causes-and-prevention/sun-safety/10-myths-about-sun-protection

 

 

 

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Rita Walker: Australia (Blog One) by Dan Watt and Taylor Norris (reference links at bottom)  

Blue Mountain Jenolan Caves background pic by Peter Samuel with Rita Walker final choice low res

Blue Mountain Jenolan Caves background pic by Peter Samuel with Rita Walker body makeup by @amasonart Alannah Mason, model Taylor Norris, picture of model by Dan Watt

Rita Walker: Australia (Blog One) by Dan Watt and Taylor Norris (reference links at bottom)

“We don’t own the land, the land owns us. The land is my mother, my mother is the land. Land is the starting point to where it all began. It’s like picking up a piece of dirt and saying this is where I started and this is where I’ll go. The land is our food, our culture, our spirit and identity.”— S. Knight

Rita detaches herself from Marlo and they both swim to the surface of Camp Creek near the Jenolan Caves.

“You’ve changed,” Marlo says looking at her as she steps out of the water.

Rita stairs down at herself and sees she has acquired some of his water elemental aspects.

“Will you be gone long?” she asks biting her lower lip.

“The Cocos Keeling Islands have beaches covered by plastic waste,” he says in a sombre tone.  “I wish I could stay and learn why Ailbe Rose called you here but I can’t.”

“Be safe,” she calls out as Marlo transforms into water.  She pulls her hair back into a bun so the water will run down her back.  With a sigh she watches the ripples of water that represent Marlo flow out of sight.  The one thing that gives her relief is that the water aspect she now has will allow her to communicate with him through any waterways that connect to the surrounding seas.

Blue Mountain Jenolan Caves Australia by Peter Samuel Rita Walker bodypaint by Alannah Morrison 3 (8)

Blue Mountain Jenolan Caves background pic by Peter Samuel with Rita Walker body makeup by @amasonart Alannah Mason, model Taylor Norris, picture of model by Dan Watt

 

She is only wearing a black sports bra and cameo shorts; ideal clothes for the temperature in the New South Wales region of Australia.  As she walks towards the Jenolan Caves beads of soil halt her steps by rolling over her feet.  The blues and greens that her skin had changed into during their travel to Australia return to their normal whitish pink.

She closes her eyes and reopens them to see Ailbe Rose before her.

Blue Mountain Jenolan Caves Australia by Peter Samuel (9) Leah Weir as Ailbe Rose picture by Kimberley Photography

Blue Mountain  Jenolan Caves  Australia by Peter Samuel model Leah Weir as Ailbe Rose, picture by Kimberley Photography https://www.facebook.com/KimberleyleeNI/

“Though there are other names for this place call it Uluru when talking to Dilga,” Ailbe Rose tells her.  “The arrival of Captain Cook has brought the deities of what Europeans call Australia into conflict.  Bamapana now travels in dreamtime throughout Australia causing discord with the likes of Julana.  Now the land is becoming more dessert as the Djunkgao sisters hide in fear.  As long as they do no rain will fall.”

Rita stares back towards Camp Creek and notices the edges of the bank are deep and the water low.  “What the people of Austra—Uluru do will affect the Dreamline?” she asks.

“Dilga will teach you the Dreamline.  You’re here as an outsider, to counter the negative effects Bamapana, Julana and others are having on the land by encouraging technology that works with the environment.  Remember, the Earth curves in all directions and we all belong to the core.  So anything that happens in one place affects what happens elsewhere.”

“Will there be help?   Rán has sent Marlo to the Cocos Keeling Islands.” Rita asks.

“There will be but most are new and naïve,” Ailbe Rose warns her.  “They came after Captain Cook and walk the land but most have not yet fully merged with the land.  As it is on any other continent there are many different groups of people on Uluru.  The original people will be singing and traveling the Dreamline.  That is where the most important work will be done.  You will walk the Dreamline too but focus on encouraging the technology that works with the land.”

Rita blinks and Ailbe Rose is gone.  Now she sees a woman who she senses exists in the present and the past simultaneously.

https://int.sydney.com/destinations/blue-mountains/oberon-area/jenolan-caves/attractions/jenolan-caves

https://www.nature.com/articles/s41598-019-43375-4#:~:text=Plastic%20has%20been%20documented%20at,the%20northwest%20coast%20of%20Australia.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Australian_Aboriginal_mythological_figures

https://www.australiangeographic.com.au/blogs/on-this-day/2013/11/on-this-day-captain-james-cook-sets-sail/

https://www.creativespirits.info/aboriginalculture/spirituality/what-is-aboriginal-spirituality

Rita Walker (Blog Thirty-one):  By Dan Watt and Taylor Norris

Rita Walker (Blog Thirty-one):  By Dan Watt and Taylor Norris

Sustainable Management and Environmental Engineering are two careers that look for ways to have technology work a mutually beneficial way with the environment and nature.  One are that needs to be researched and developed is what we eat.  Environmental impact on a particular location may be the most important factor on whether omnivore, vegetarian, or veganism is the most appropriate eating habit.  (References can be found at the bottom of the blog)

 

As they drive to the airport the driver puts on the news.   Along with the unusual heatwave Rita hears about a disturbance along the Queen Charlotte Fault near Tasu.

The heat outside the airport is so hot Rita asks Marlo to help her carry Kanayago inside the arrival lobby.  The girl’s skin feels hot and clammy.

Kanayago is able to walk on her own as the cooler air of the airport washes over them all.  Rita notices that as they wait at Pier C to board Aella makes sure she is always between Ember and Kanayago.  There’s no animosity it’s just an elemental thing.  She listens in as the elementals discuss nutrition.

Aella is a vegan and explaining to the others that veganism is healthier for the body and environment.  Marlo asks what will happen to the species of the animals such as cows, pigs, and chickens if humans no longer consume them.  Ember says she is vegetarian and only eats fish.  Kayango in a weak voice asks how someone who calls themselves an animal lover can be against eating meat.  “Wolves, bears, cats, ravens, and even fish eat other creatures,” Rita hears Kayango say.

“Perhaps not one is better than the other,” Marlo suggests.  “It may all depend on circumstances of survival.  If there are too few cattle, pigs, chickens, fish, and so on, maybe it would be better to let them replenish.”

“And not simply replace them with other livestock or vegetable foods,” Ember adds.

Rita hopes some of the elementals will take Sustainable Management.  Right now though she knows they have to get to the Haida Gwaii before the eclipse.  That gives them one day to prepare to meet Kaneki.

 

A Haida Gwaii Elder meets them at Prince Rupert Airport.  He wears a cedar cone shaped hat and a red blanket across his shoulder with the raven symbol on the back.  “I will take you back on my boat,” he tells Rita in a solemn voice.

He leads her and the others to a white dugout longboat covered in Haida art.  At the stern of the boat Rita sees a large electric outboard motor.  The Elder must have noticed her surprise.

“We do not have time to paddle,” he says with a half-smile.

As the boat heads towards the Haida Gwaii she notices they are not going to Skidegate.  “Where are we going?” she asks.

“Directly to Tasu.  Do you notice the air is cooler here?” he asks.

She does.  “Yes.”

“I must get you to the shore of Tasu before the moon blinds the sun.  The cooler air tells me that time is soon.”

Rita glances at the others.  They are all staring into the distance.  “What preparations have you done?” she asks the Elder.

“None,” he replies with a shrug.  “If Kaneki is successful the Earth will crack open.  He and Rae will be together once again but the rest of us will be devoured in lava.  Tasu has been abandoned.  You and…” he sweeps his arm at the others, “…will be the only ones there.”

Rita gulps.  Failure is not an option than.

https://www.hellobc.com/places-to-go/haida-gwaii

https://spiritsofthewestcoast.com/collections/haida-art

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacific_Northwest_canoes

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sustainable_management

https://www.plantbasednews.org/news/vegan-mentor-program-challenge-22-seeks-volunteers

https://www.azocleantech.com/article.aspx?ArticleID=907

https://www.eco.ca/career-profiles/environmental-engineer/

 

Rita Walker (Blog Thirty):  By Dan Watt and Taylor Norris

Rita Walker (Blog Thirty):  By Dan Watt and Taylor Norris

Nine Haida Elders got together in 1998 to create the Skidegate Haida Immersion Program (SHIP) to save and continue the Skidegate dialect (HIGaagilda Xaayda Kil).  Vehicle Air-conditioning has become more environmentally friendly since the European Union’s decision to ban HFC-134a in 2011.  (References at the end).

 

Rita squeezes her eyelids together as she uses a cloth to wipe perspiration from her forehead.  According to Expedia.ca the flight from Pearson Airport Toronto to Prince Rupert Airport, BC will cost her between $400 and $500 for one way.  For the other four elementals it would be at least double that for a return trip.  Then there’s the cost of the ferry from Prince Rupert Airport to Skidegate, Haida Gwaii.    Zsofia said she would be paying her own way.  Now that Rae is communicating she knew the Haida Gwaii Elders would not make them wait on a list.  For environment reasons there are a limited number of tourists who can visit the island at any given time.  She hopes the Elders will help pay the difference of whatever the students can’t afford for the trip.

 

“I feel like I’m melting,” Kayango complains as they board the Pearson Airport Minibus.

“And I feel fine,” Ember says from the seat she shares with Aella.

Rita was hoping Marlo would sit beside her but she sees him sit instead beside Kayango.  He lays his guitar across his lap and as he plays starts singing to her.  Rita sees Kayango smile and hug him.  As she does Marlo looks at Rita in a way that causes her body to quiver.  She stares downward shyly to hide her reddening face.

Zsofia gets into the bus and plunks herself down beside Rita.  Staring straight ahead she says very quietly, “I know you only bought a one way ticket.”

“True,” Rita replies.

Zsofia nods her head.  With a shaky voice she asks, “Does Marlo know?”

“I think so.  He also only bought a one way ticket.”

“Who do you belong to?”  Zsofia asks as she squeezes Rita’s hand.

“Earth has Metal inside, Water all around and throughout, and Earth touches Air and Fire on its surface.  But Albine Rose shares me with Rae.”

“Will you stay on Haida Gwaii or transport elsewhere?”

“With Water I can go anywhere,” Rita replies with a smile.

The bus driver turns on the bus’s SINTEFF air conditioner and Rita feels immediate relief from the unusual heat for autumn.  She sees Kanayago sigh thankfully.  Only Ember seems unaffected by the heat.  Rita closes her eyes.  She realizes Rae is affecting the environment to slow Kaneki’s progress to the surface.

 

https://www.expedia.ca/Cheap-Flights-To-Haida-Gwaii.d3000391365.Travel-Guide-Flights

http://www.highwaterhouse.ca/getting-here

https://news.viu.ca/nine-haida-elders-receive-vius-most-prestigious-award-language-and-culture-preservation

https://www.sintef.no/en/latest-news/cars-with-environmentally-friendly-air-conditioning/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sustainable_automotive_air_conditioning

Rita Walker (Blog Twenty-nine):  By Dan Watt and Taylor Norris

Rita Walker (Blog Twenty-nine):  By Dan Watt and Taylor Norris

The Haida Gwaii has carvings of three men with hats on the top of their totem poles.  These watchmen tell the carver of the totem pole if enemies are coming or if there is any other important information they should know.  (all references are at the bottom of the blog).

It’s unusually warm for autumn and Zsofia had asked Rita to bring her class to Victoria Park in Kitchener.

From the driver’s seat Rita glances in the rear-view mirror of the college’s Ev Star Min-eBus.  All the elementals are here now.  Marlo is sitting right behind her with his arm across two coolers full of sandwiches and thermos with water.  Behind Marlo is Aella and Ember.   The other students fill the rest of the double chairs behind her and the single seats.  Kanayago sits on a single seat at the very back by herself.

After the police came to talk to them about the attack the man named Norm made on the woman called Wendy, Rita asked Aella her background.  Once Aella found out who Rita is and that she teaches the Environmental Technology class at Six Nations Polytechnic Brantford Campus she became more talkative.  Aella explained that she was supposed to be in Rita’s class but couldn’t.  She was volunteering in the Haida Gwaii as a Red Cross Emergency Response Worker until just a few days ago.

No one is talking so she turns on the radio.  The Beatles “Eleanor Rigby” comes on and when the song gets to the verse “All the lonely people” she glances in the rear-view mirror at Kanayago.  The girl is looking out the window with a conflicted look on her face.

After she parks she and her students walk towards the lake that runs through the park.   Rita sees a weeping willow.  Not knowing why she touches its bark.

 

Shrouded in mist she stands on the eastern shore of Haida Gwaii.  She knows its Tlell because of the totem pole with the three watchmen carved into its top.  The mist disperses for a moment and she can see Rae standing on a wooden outlook with cedar rails.  Rae is staring across the Hecate Strait.  This time Rita can tell Rae knows she’s there.

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Rae modeled by Nicki Henry, picture taken by Darren Henry of Nixxx Design Custom Printing   nixxxdesigns@gmail.com

“You have all the pieces,” a soft soprano voice says.  “They must come to Haida Gwaii before the eclipse.  I have already told this to Ember.”  Mist covers Rae and Rita awakens from the vision with a feeling of displacement.

 

“Are you okay?”  Marlo asks.

“Yes, but I need to get everyone to Haida Gwaii.”

“I don’t think that will be so hard.  Rán has already told me we must go and the new girl, Aella told me of a vision she had from Onya also saying we must go to Haida Gwaii.”

“I wonder if Kanayago has received a message from Kaneki?” Rita asks.  She sees Kanayago walking separate from the others.

As they reach the shore of the lake Rita sees Zsofia standing in a sleeveless t-shirt and shorts reading over a sheet of paper.

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Zsofia modelled by Dr. Arla Kasaj picture by Dan Watt:  akwellness@gmail.com

Zsofia looks up and says, “You’re all here!”

Rita doesn’t miss the remark: all here.  Zsofia is the only person who is not an elemental that knows almost all her secrets.

“Have a seat but watch out for the Canadian Geese droppings,” Zsofia tells them.  “What happens with our medical supplies once they’re used is quite interesting.  In the past many of the sharps such as needles and syringes were put into containers and autoclaved.   Hydroclaving was found to be more efficient so that’s how all needles and syringes are sterilized now.  All other medical items such as bandages, gloves, and so on have to be sterilized and buried in a separate landfill or incinerated.  Incinerating is becoming safer for the environment as stricter rules are enforced and as better technology developed.”

“Our health is hurting our environment?”  Marlo asks.

“Not as much as it used to,” Zsofia answers.  “Infectious disease such as AIDS, Hepatitis, and super bugs such as SARS will increase if we don’t keep everything sanitized.  But to clean items like bed sheets or to sterilze needles means putting CO2 or other pollutants into the air.”

“A catch 22,” Aella says with a shake of her head.

“Less so as we use better technology and learn to waste less.  Any other questions or comments?”  Zsofia asks.

No one else asks anything so Rita stands up.  “Thank you Zsofia.  Well let’s eat,” she continues nodding towards the coolers they brought from the mini-bus.

As the others eat Rita walks with Zsofia along the lake’s shore.

“What happens now that you have them all gathered together?”  Zsofia asks when they are out of earshot of the others.

“We go to Haida Gwaii,” Rita answers with simple solemnity.

“You want me to go?”

“Yes,” Rita replies.  Zsofia may be part of the solution no one considered.

 

https://www.greenpowerbus.com/

https://www.redcross.ca/volunteer/apply-now/emergency-response-team-ert-supervisor-17

https://www.readersdigest.ca/travel/canada/haida-gwaii-watchmen/

https://www.whetung.com/products/haida-raven-iii

https://www.cmaj.ca/content/183/18/E1307

https://www.hydroclave.com/technology/

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK233627/

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Rita Walker (Blog Twenty-eight):  By Dan Watt and Taylor Norris

Rita Walker (Blog Twenty-eight):  By Dan Watt and Taylor Norris

Aesop’s Fables are full of animal characters meant to teach morals.  In Rita Walker the elementals and mythological characters are meant to represent the connection between the Earth and its atmosphere and all of life.  Enjoy the fictional representation but don’t forget the real policies and technologies out there that are beneficial.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bee_sting

http://www.honeybeecentre.com/learn-about-honeybees#.XkfL-2hKiUk

https://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/self-defence-what-s-acceptable-under-canadian-law-1.1229180

https://www.justice.gc.ca/eng/rp-pr/other-autre/rsddp-rlddp/p5.html

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aesop’s_Fables

“Get away from me!” Rita hears the man named Norm cry out.  She also hears a very faint buzzing sound.

There’s the sound of scuffling and something falling over.

“Get back here!” she hears Norm shout with a voice full of violence.  “I’ll kill you bee!” he says with a hiss.

A door slams as the honeybee flies with a wounded wing onto her back.  Rita hops down the duct work to where it curves up towards the second storey ceiling.

Back outside she feels a gust of wind pressing her down.  As the wind dies down the honey bee becomes a crow.  The crow rolls its left shoulder and Rita can see it has some damaged feathers.  The crow flaps its wings, grabs her in its claws and flies clumsily down to the tree where Rita had changed.

Rita climbs atop the soil that consists of the rest of her body and changes back into her human form.  The crow hops onto her left forearm.  Rita dashes to the front of the building where she can feel another swirl of air.  The crow hops off her arm and in a moment turns back into the young women.

“I couldn’t sting him as a honeybee or I would be dead,” the young woman says in a frustrated voice.  “So I buzzed him in the ear until the woman could get away.  But he hurt my left shoulder.”

In the parking lot by an old red hybrid Echo, Rita sees a woman in her mid-thirties fighting off a much taller man.   Rita watches in surprise as the young woman runs behind the man and simultaneously grabs the back of his collar while punching him in the centre of his back with her other hand.  The man crumbles to the ground with a gasp.  Before Rita can reach her the young woman strikes the man in the temple with her elbow.  By the time she gets there the man is lying motionless on the ground.  Rita looks for some kind of movement around his chest.  She kneels beside the man and places her hand by his mouth.  He’s breathing.

“Are you okay?” the young women asks the woman called Wendy.

“Yes,” Wendy replies with a shaky voice.  She whips out her cell phone and Rita sees her dial 9-1-1.

“I have to go,” the young woman says.

“We can’t,” Rita tells her.  “We have to be witnesses or nothing will happen and he might attack her or someone else.”

Rita hears the man grumble and start to sit up.  She gasps as the young women kicks him in the head sending him back to the ground unconscious.  “I hate bullies,” the young woman says.

“Who are you?” Rita asks.

“Aella.”

Rita Walker (Blog Twenty-seven):  By Dan Watt and Taylor Norris

Rita Walker (Blog Twenty-seven):  By Dan Watt and Taylor Norris

In Chinese herbalism there are not four but five elements: Fire, Earth, Water, Wind, and Metal.  Metal fears Fire for Fire can melt Metal.  But in our story Fire refuses so far to get involved with stopping Metal from destroying our planet’s surface.

https://horoscopes.lovetoknow.com/chinese-astrology/metal-element-chinese-astrology

https://www.chinahighlights.com/travelguide/chinese-zodiac/china-five-elements-philosophy.htm

https://www.gurastro.com/2013/06/moon-phases-and-four-elements-new-model.html

https://www.fusionhealth.com.au/news/chinese-medicine/wood-fire-earth-metal-or-water-which-element-are-you-and-how-can-it-help-your

https://www.intechopen.com/books/heavy-metals/environmental-contamination-by-heavy-metals

It’s Saturday evening and she’s parked outside the new Grand River Conservation Area headquarters on Jennings Road near the Oakhill Cemetery.   She’s about to get out of her car when she notices a young woman standing near the entrance to the Conservation Area headquarters.  Rita immediately sees a blue with wisps of white aura around the woman, exactly the same as what she sees when she visits Oya.

Aella

The young woman’s eyes turn sky blue.  This is the last piece of the puzzle.  Rita dashes out of her car towards the young woman but it’s too late.

Aella sky moon eyes

She feels a gust of wind press her back as a crow flaps its wings to the ledge of the building’s second storey.  With head turned the crow watches her with one beady eye.

Just as she did with Marlo, Rita needs to decide whether to trust this stranger or not.  She walks over to a nearby maple tree making sure the crow can still see her and decides to take a chance.  She sees the reflection of the crescent moon in the crow’s eye.  Closing her own eyes she feels the change as her extra weight flows off her shrinking body.  Shaking she watches as the crow steps on the ledge her wings flapping.

In an instant Rita finds herself in the crow’s claws ascending to the top of the Conservation Area HQ’s roof.  Once there she feels a constant whirlwind of air and realizes the young women’s extra weight has become dispersed air that swirls in a single location.  The crow disappears and Rita sees a honeybee.  She follows the honeybee to a vent and they both enter the building’s ductwork.

Rita hears voices with her chipmunk ears and stands still near a vent just above her head.  A woman is arguing with a male.

“You can’t fudge the amount of toxins in the river Norm,” a young sounding woman is saying.

“I’m just adjusting the inaccuracies,” a male voice grumbles in reply.

“Too much cadmium, lead, or mercury in the water will kill the wildlife.”

“It’s only until the next lunar eclipse.”

“What?” the girl shouts.

“Wendy, very rich and intelligent people explained this to me.  I only need to fudge reports until the coming eclipse blocks the sun so the ancient metal elemental can finally flow out of the Earth’s surface.  The sun is the only thing stopping him because the ancient elemental of fire is hiding.  Look I’ll give you a percentage of what I’m being paid.”

“You cannot fudge reports Norm!  You have a drug problem and its affecting your sense of reality.  So let’s get you some help.”

“Take the money,” the man named Norm says in a threatening tone.

“No,” the woman named Wendy replies.

Rita hears scuffling and gasps.  She gazes towards the vent above her and sees the honeybee fly through it.

Thanks To:

Model for Aella:  Victoria Givlin

https://artals.com/

Makeup and Hair:  Tiffany Meatherall

https://www.facebook.com/meatherallmakeup/

Photography:  Shannon Fitzgerald

https://www.shannon-fitz.com/