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The Ten Rules of the Canoe were developed by the Quileute Canoe Contigent for a Northwest Experimantal Education Conference in 1990.

Keep Going! Even against the most relentless wind or retrograde tide, somehow a canoe moves forward. This mystery can only be expained by the fact that each pull forward is real movement and not delusion.

Respect and Trust cannot exist in anger. It has to be thrown overboard, so the sea can cleanse it. It has to be washed off the hands and cast into the air, so the stars can take care of it. We always look back at the shallows we pulled through, amazed at how powerful we thought those dangers were.

The adaptable animal survives. If you get tired, ship your paddle and rest. If you get hungrey, put in on the beach and eat a few oysters. If you can't figure one way to make it, do something new. When the wind confronts you, sometimes you're supposed to go the other way.

Every story is important. The bow, the stern, the skipper, the power puller in the middle -- everyone is part of the movement. The Elder sits in her cedar at the front, singing her paddle song, praying for all of us. The weary paddler resting is still ballst. And there is always that time when the crew needs some joke, some remark, some silence to keep going, and the least likely person provides.

Nothing occurs in isolation. When we aren't in the family of a canoe, we are not ready for whatever comes. The family can argue, mock, ignore each other at it's worst, but that family will never let itself sink. A canoe that let's itself sink is certainly wiser never to leave the beach. When we know that we are not alone in our actions, we also know we are lifted up by everyone else.

Always nourish yourself. The bitter person, thinking that sacrifice means self-destruction, shares mostly anger. A paddler who doesn't eat at the feasts doesn't have enough strength in the morning. Take that sandwich they throw at you at 2:00 AM! The gift of who you are only enters the world when you are strong enough to own it.

Who we are, how we are, what we do, why we continue, flourish with tolerance. The canoe fellows who are grim go one way. The men and women who find the lightest flow may sometimes go slow but when they arrive they can still sing. And they have gone all over the sea, into the air with the seagulls, under the curve of the wave with the dolphin and down to the whispering shells, under the continental shelf. Withdrawing the blame acknowledges how wonderful a part of it all everyone of us really is.

Although the start is exciting and the conclusion gratefully achieved, it is the long, steady process we remember. Being part of the journey requires great preparation; being done with a journey requires great awareness; being on the journey we are much more than ourselves. We are part of the movement of life. We have a destination, and for once, our will is pure, our goal is to go on.

We can berate each other, try to force each other to understand, or we can allow each paddler to gain their awareness through the ongoing journey. Nothing sustains us like that sense of potential that we can deal with thngs. Each paddler learns to deal with the person in front, the person behind, the water, the air, the energy, the blessing of the eagle.

A few good workers and a sweet spirit accomplish far more than many with a wrong motive and a negative attitude.