is one of many stories of its kind often attributed to Native
American sources. I am not convinced this is true, but it
is an interesting parable anyway.
pictures are of the same place but taken in different seasons..!
was an Indian Chief who had four sons. He wanted
his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly.
So he sent them each on a quest.., in turn..,
go and look at a pear tree that was a great
The first son
went in the Winter, the second in the Spring, the
third in Summer,
the youngest son in the Fall.
When they had
all gone and come back, he called them together to
describe what they had seen.
The first son
said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.
The second son
said 'no' it was covered with green buds and full
The third son
disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that
and looked so beautiful. It was the most graceful
thing he had ever seen.
The last son
disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe
and drooping with fruit, full of life and
The man then
explained to his sons that they were all
right, because they had
seen but only one season in the tree's life.
He told them
that you cannot judge a tree, or a person,
by only one season, and that the essence of who
they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come
life can only be measured at the end, when all the
seasons are up..
If you give up
when it's Winter, you will miss the promise of
beauty of your Summer, the fulfillment of your
Don't let the
pain of one season destroy the joy of all the
TOPIC: Cherokee Seasons
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Date: Wed, Feb 6 2008 9:12 pm
From: James Parton
Yes, I agree. I have never been much for winter, but without it I
would not appreciate the summer as much.
Somehow this also reminds me of the triune goddess of celtic
mythology. Her three aspects being maiden, mother & crone. All
of a womans life. All different..all special...