12 Replies to “Visit with Respect – A Native American Stewardship Message”

  1. Thank you for reminding all of us the fragility of the land and the importance to give it respect. I look forward to bringing my children there someday so they can experience the beauty and spirit of your homeland.

  2. i have extensively backpacked and worked on preservation of ancient puebloan sites in Arizona, Utah, and Colorado. I ask all who visit these sites to listen to this video and to walk softly and with eyes wide open at this wonderful ancient history.

  3. Dont pollute mother earth, but you pollute your body with crap. If you treat your body like crap, you will treat mother the same way. Why are all these kids looking like they eat nothing but cake?

  4. That is great advice. Just look don't touch and stay on the roads and trails. Don't take no petrified wood neither. There are places you can buy petrified wood near the petrified forest in Holbrook AZ (Jim Gray's store)

  5. you are not native every place is special you can't take it because it go with you ute Navajo Shoshone you are half right young lady but we are not afraid that is why we died

  6. There is a campsite high in the Sierra nevada mountains my family has camped at for generations. I'm 100% European American but I never felt like I was alone when walked the trails or played in the forest when I was child. Always there is a warm loving presence in that little campsite along the North fork of the stanislaus river. Somehow there is a presence of being among alot of people even when you alone in the forest. There is a hill right behind the campsite that I had never climbed before because it was steep and treacherous. But a couple of years ago I went up and found where the local natives Miwuk people had about 40 or 50 grinding holes in the stone. My family's little campsite between the river and the grinding stones must have been their village. Their home. And feel very privileged to feel welcome there. When I was a little kid I use to make little wood carvings and leave them as gifts to the presence I felt there. The funny thing is that I was about 5-6 years old and knew nothing about the native culture of leaving gifts.

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