If I Could Time Travel
Past, Present, or Future?
On August 8, Jennifer Dunne asked what was the stupidest (or most outrageous) thing I ever did for love?
Sorry Jennifer but I’m skipping that one.
On August 11 Emma Vincent asked if I ever started a movement or action for change with others?
Sorry Emma but I am skipping that one too. (Although, this post does refer to something I am passionate about.)
See, that’s how time travel works. I just skipped ahead two days in the following writing challenge.
Ok, maybe not, but today is actually the 12th and today Paula Shablo has asked us if we could time travel without consequence (no timeline continuum issues, no changing the future by sneezing) where would we like to visit and why?
This one I can do. But I won’t choose to skip ahead. I choose the past. The problem is choosing which event to write about. As we travel around America and visit historical sites, there are so many different events and time periods I would love to see.
But I strongly feel like I would want to see the country of America before any European white peoples came to her shores.
I want to see the simpleness and roughness of the land, when the buffalo and elk were plentiful and roamed freely across the land; when there were no fences.
The beauty of this land with no roads or cities or factories would be breathtaking. I want to see the land when it was inhabited only by the indigenous native Indians who loved and worshipped the land, and who took only from it what they needed to survive.
We drove through the northern part of Theodore Roosevelt National Park in North Dakota the other day and it was beautiful and peaceful and untouched.
I crave seeing the lands of the national parks and preserves, because they are preserved as natural as possible to their untouched beauty.
As far as the eye can see, there are no humans. I am so glad Teddy Roosevelt was smart enough to preserve as much land as he did because as we exited this amazing national park and turned north, it was nothing but humans tearing up the land for progress as far as the eye could see.
It made me sad as we drove for miles and watch the destruction of that beautiful area for what? For just another four lane highway and a bunch of shops.
We have enough roads and shops in this country don’t you think? There was nothing wrong with the nice two lane highway we were driving on.
I am thankful for the National Park Service and their mission to preserve and protect the lands they control and I hope that never changes.
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