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Wednesday, March 15, 2017

What the world needs now....







We seek a renewed stirring of life for the earth
We plead that what we are capable of doing is
not always what we ought to do.
We urge that all people determine
that a wide untrammeled freedom shall remain
to testify that this generation has love for the next.
If we want to succeed in that, we might show, meanwhile
a little more love for this one, and for each other. 

Nancy Newhall

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

THE CIRCLE OF THE SKY ..Pawnee/Osage/Omaha Native American Song



Remember, remember the circle of the sky
the stars and the brown eagle
the supernatural winds
breathing night and day
from the four directions


Remember, remember the great life of the sun
breathing upon the earth
it lies upon the earth
to bring life upon the earth
life covering the earth


Remember, remember the sacredness of things
running streams and dwellings
the young within the nest
a hearth for sacred fire
the holy flame of fire


Wednesday, December 21, 2016

ALL WINTER LONG....Celebrating the life to come forth beyond winter and it's Solstice




All winter long
Behind every thunder
guess what we heard!
---Behind every thunder 
the song
of a bird, 
a trumpeting bird.



All winter long
beneath every snowing
guess what we saw!
---beneath every snowing 
a thaw
and a growing, 
a greening and growing.



Where did we run
beyond the gate and guardsman?
Guess, if you can!
---all winter long
we ran
to the sun,
 the dance of the sun!



Native American Song


Happy Winter Solstice 2016 



Friday, December 2, 2016

As after sunset fadeth in the west William Shakespeare


 
That time of year thou mayest in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by  and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the deathbed whereon it must expire,
Consumed with that which it was nourished by
This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.

 

William Shakespeare 


 
 

THE MOUNTAIN MELTED a prayer for The Water People at Standing Rock

  Ice Mountain melted
ages ago
and made this ridge, 
this place of changes


now we are rooted in it,
we of the old ones, 
we of the new ones from afar;
oatgrass meadow, douglas fir thicket,
we are rooted in the ridge of changes in the time of changes

The winds carry strange smells, this is a day of change

Great Ones above and below, bless us!


O shining One above, feed us with your light;
O soft ones, sky darkeners, wash us  with your rain drops!
O powers above us , bless us with your gifts,
for we reach up to you, branching wood and sap.

O Earthmother from whom we grow,
 sandy gravel into whom our roots branch wood
and sap deep down,
bless us in our night sleep, in our death and decay.

Bless us, dark earth as we give back
that which we have received
as we make a forest of blessing a ridge of blessing
for the future to grow upon.






Chinook Psalter