Why the fields are empty

Today I have been thinking a lot about the Native Americans. I realized what we lost. We lost our inner selves. That’s why a lot of Native Americans drink and do drugs.
The hunt is not important any more. I’m making a lot of my friends turn to the traditional ways again. I have never been so happy in my life, since I have been drumming and singing for the past three weeks.
When I was in a sweat lodge, I saw a vision. I was in a field walking; I saw the wolf spirit walking along end of the field.
I was wondering why the field was empty. Then I realized the wolf was telling me. “The field is empty because the Aboriginal people were gone.” The wolf told me the animals, the plants, the trees, the rocks and nature miss us. They want us back where we were before because we have been gone too long.
I have had a few encounters with nature.
When I was cutting wood in the forest, the trees were making creeping and cracking sounds. “What’s wrong?” I said.
This tree said to me “Where have you been? We all missed you.”
I said to the tree “I’m sorry, I will be back again to see everyone.”
I’m going to go back there again to talk to them.
When I was hunting I was in the cabin. I heard noises, and I open the door. There was this marten standing there looking at me. I looked in his eyes, he was telling. “Where have you been?” He didn’t growl at me or show any aggressive movement towards me.
I said to the marten “Hello there my friend.”
I moved my foot he ran off. The marten was close to me, I was really surprised I was that close to him. I was about nine feet away from him.
I was drumming last night, I felt whole again. I was just happy because it makes me feel like I’m alive. What I was thinking last night, children were born to be pure and live with enjoyment but I realized we were taught how to be respectful, honest, et cetera.
Then we lose it at one point of life, it made me sad. I said to myself “What’s going on? Is it the bad influence we do?”
The Creator told me “I will leave the drum beat inside your head, until you find what will bring back the traditional ways back again.” The drumbeat never left my head when I went to the sweat lodge. The wolf told me what I must do. So I been thinking and doing things that will help me get through the road.
I want to build a camp were Elders and people can come and learn. Where everyone sleeps in a teepee. People will learn how to hunt, tan hides, and speak the language and the seven teachings. The camp was my dream and vision from the sweat lodge.
It’s a place where Native Americans can be whole again. The Creator gave me a gift to talk to the animals, trees, and nature. I am thankful he gave me the gift. I said to myself “Being a soldier wasn’t about killing people. It was about making justice and rights with people, and being equal with each other.”
I know my reason why I was put on this earth.
I was put on this earth because I was part of the earth long ago. I came from the sky to help the people in the end. My words are truth, and my skin is red because god made me to survive off the land. He made me part of the trees, the animals, the ground, the water, and the sun. He knew I was going to give hope and an ideal to strive towards in the end. He made a leader because I was going to be the one who made life again.