White Deer: The Ghosts of the Forest…Exist!
December 4th, 2011 | Published in Community, Culture, Education | Comments (0)
Osiyo,
There have been many Native Indian legends about the White Deer, such as the following excerpt from the Lenape Nation Prophesy:
“It has long been predicted that there would come a time when a white male and female deer would be seen together, and that this would be a sign to the people to come together.”- from the Seneca White Deer
A reader of Talking Feather told us about a place where these beautiful animals actually exist! (many thanks CH)
To learn about the White Deer visit The White Deer of the Former Seneca Army Depot. (Note that the Seneca Army Depot is located in Seneca County, NY, but is not located on the Seneca Indian Reservation).
Another informative site is the Encyclopedia Britannica: Advocacy for Animals
They present an article that explains the Seneca Army Depot, the genetic make-up of the White Deer, and how we can help protect and preserve these magnificent animals. Excerpt:
“Advocacy for Animals is pleased to present this article on an unusual population of white deer in upstate New York and the efforts of animal protectionists to encourage ecotourism around them rather than allowing hunters to kill them. The article was written by Peter Muller, a vice-president and board member of Wildlife Watch, Inc. Mr. Muller has had a longstanding interest in animal protection and was a founding member of Wildlife Watch, Inc…In 1941 the U.S. Army peremptorily decided to locate an ammunitions depot in Seneca county, in western New York state. To establish such a depot, the army seized over 10,000 acres of farmland near Seneca Falls by right of eminent domain. During World War II, the depot was used to store, maintain, and supply ammunition to army units around the world. The exact function of the depot since World War II has been subject to much speculation, most of which the army has neither confirmed nor denied…Whatever was the true purpose for their base, this much is known with certainty: In 1941 the army enclosed the entire area with 24 miles of 12-foot-high fencing, unintentionally entrapping a small herd of white-tailed deer…White-tailed deer (as well as other animals) have a recessive gene that causes leucism. Leucism is a condition that results in an absence of cells capable of making pigment. That condition turns their coats white instead of the usual brown color. They are not albinos… That is why… such white deer have always engendered awe and have been the subject of legends…”
Visit Tribalpedia Seneca to read their legend of the White Deer.
The greatness of a nation can be judged by the way its animals are treated.
~Mohandas Gandhi~ (1869 – 1948)
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The White Deer and Other Stories Told by the Lenape, by John Bierhorst
Legend of the Talking Feather: Kanati and Asgaya Gigagei Bestow the Gift of The Talking Feather
There are many legends about how the Indians learned about the Talking Feather”. Here is one of them…
Long years ago, when gods walked this earth and the land beyond, Kanati and Asgaya Gigagei, were together enjoying the warm summer day. It was a day when the crickets chirrupted in the waving, green grass,when they noticed a figure moving towards them.
As the figure approached closer Kanati said “Look, that woman is crying, what could be the matter?” “I can not imagine why anyone would cry on such a glorious day.” Replied Asgaya Gigagei. “Let’s ask her.”
As the woman drew nearer, they could see her buckskin was decorated with beautiful designs and colors. She carried a bundle filled with leaves, sage, and colorful stones and feathers. They knew immediately this woman was a holy being.
Kanati asked her “Holy mother, why are you crying so?” The woman looked up in wonder, because she had been walking with her head down. “I’m crying because the men of my village are fighting constantly! Each thinks his ideas for leading the tribe is the best!” Kanati and Asgaya Gigagei glanced at one another, in perplexity. “Why, if there are so many good ideas for leading your tribe, why are the men fighting? And why aren’t you and the other members happy!” The poor woman shook her head sadly and replied, “Yes, you are right, the men do have very good ideas, but every man wants to speak his own ideas, and not listen to anyone else. They all shout and scream at one another so loudly, that it frightens the children who run and hide behind their mothers. The women are sad because their husbands come to the house upset and angry. Furthermore, the tribe is suffering, because no one can seem to make a decision.” Just then a beautiful Eagle was soaring overhead, Kanati called out “Brother Eagle, may I have one of your feathers, there are poor humans in desperate need!”
Bother Eagle replied “Yes” and shook himself until a single iridescent, large feather fell to the ground. “Many thanks and Blessings on you” said Kanati. Kanati made secret signs and prayers over the Feather. Asgaya Gigagei helped him with the blessings. Kanati then said to the woman “This is the sacred Talking Father, it holds great power for the one who holds it. Go back to your people, hold this feather up in the air, all who see it will fall silent, and listen to what you have to say. Tell all who listen that from now on, who ever holds this feather, all present within the Circle Council must listen to his words. The feather must then be passed on to the next speaker.”
The woman thanked Kanati and Asgaya Gigagei and hurried back to her village where there was total chaos!. Everyone was talking at once, children were crying, men were screaming at each other. As soon as she held the feather over her head, all became quiet! No one could utter a sound! the holy woman proceeded to give the directions given to her by the gods. She then passed the feather to the first man. He called the Talking Circle together, and each man had his say as he held the feather. From that time on that tribe flourished because they now had direction, and each person could hear and understand what their peers said. The people worked together, to build a great nation. Along the way, they shared the wonders of the Talking Feather with other tribes they met. “And that my friends is the true story of how the Talking Feather came to be!”






























