There is hope in care
There is hope in
The discarded things
This is your Earth
This is what you have
To learn and to care for
Wake up one thing
Respect
show love
give love
through
your creative power
To the discarded
Things, People
Earth
This is your Earth
“…the harvest is plentiful
The harvesters are few….”
In respect and honour of a beautiful soul,
Lonnie Holley
I found fresh tracks today
and felt the shy beautiful eyes
of their maker, watching
as I made offerings
to the water spirits
beneath the old oak
by the brook
who sang
of fresh snow
that had fallen
far above
in the shimmering
silence of the night
top image : Warlock by Neil Burnell
From where the wild hive dreams,
and, up here, on the high path
where the deer tread quietly
A river of quartz runs through the land,
powerful and melodious,
a honey laden song line.
I am not alone, here
Raven calls
on the wind,
among whispering pines
While, in the marsh below,
two Herons dance, silently
circling, swooping, lifting
Wide stretched wings,
one, a flight feather,
missing
A cock crows in the distance
Beneath the roots of the tall pines,
The Three Sisters,
As I have come to know them,
The wild hive is silent,
save the soft vibration
of dreaming bees
And, from the deer path
that rises through old oak stands,
where the spirits of the forest can be felt
The lake glints through dark trees,
Holly leaves bristling
with rising Sunlight.
It is beautiful.
Yet here,
in the dappled thicket,
waiting, curious
An unexpected blessing, shines
in the black pearl
of the Wren’s eye
During the summer ‘lockdown’ of 2020 UK artist Rowan Jacqueline began taking her camera and a unique approach to choreography out onto the borderlands of land and ocean in response to our times and how they relate to the expression of grief…..
……A Peculiar Shade Of Blue brings ‘Slow Cinema’, ‘Earth Based Dance Theatre’ and a contemporary approach to exploring human experience within time and place together to create a unique series of films that capture the essence of this exploration.
The film work so far completed has already seen significant interest shown from some major contemporary recording artists who could provide the soundtrack for the films, but Rowan needs your support to see this realised and the project completed.
She has launched a crowdfunder to help make this happen and this offers the rare opportunity to supporters to become involved in the project’s realisation, both creatively and beyond.
Check out the crowdfunder here and get involved – its a beautiful project and, no matter how small or large, every contribution matters….
Everything is
passing through,
pierced by
invisible arrows,
memory
and
the imaginal,
whose flight
we chase,
to learn
the meaning
of
the right
to be
We
are born old
entering life
through death
to
become
new
Speak of your exile
of how
you don’t belong
or fit in
– its the key
that unlocks the door
to the way
Home
This fragment
of chalk
nesting
on all my journeys
in my breast pocket
nesting
on all my journeys
holding you
in my palm
I saw
a form
in my mind
Felt ancestors
around me
their whispers
issue from
my fingers
as
I sought
the form,
a form,
a way of speaking,
an invitation
both given
and received
and heard you say
speak of your exile
of how you don’t belong
or fit in –
it is
the key
that unlocks the door
to the way
Home
Gordon and Charles manage to hit a groove here and get beneath the surface on the nature of how we can, and do, respond to some our most pressing of issues….Eisenstein is famously something of a romantic idealist…..but…..
….click on the link >>>
“Its not me, not my power that heals the trees. I receive teaching from the trees before I allow myself to touch them. I am very grateful for that”
“Our lives are made possible by others, both humans and nature. We don’t live in isolation.
Kodama. Kodama. It is a spirit that lives inside the tree. There can be one in each tree. The form of the spirit is something that cannot be seen. But one can feel their existence there and appreciate it.”
“…..you get that sense of history, of many spirits have been here before, not just human spirits, but many creatures have lived here and they still live here; I get that sense that I am not alone, ever.
The forest is a holistic place, a place thats connected. They’re like treasure chests full of biodiversity, genes of species that are really, really old. This is a special little heartbeat, where these things reside….”
A stunningly beautiful film that follows ‘a group of skiers, snowboarders, scientists and healers to the birch forests of Japan, the red cedars of British Columbia and the bristlecones of Nevada, as they explore an ancient story written in rings.’
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