We Hear what you say One Earth, one Mother One does not sell the Earth The people walk upon We are the land How do we sell our Mother ? How do we sell the stars ? How do we sell the air ? Crazy Horse We hear what you say
Too many people Standing their ground Standing the wrong ground Predators face he possessed a race Possession a war that doesn’t end Children of God feed on children of Earth Days people don’t care for people These days are the hardest Material fields, material harvest decoration on chains that binds Mirrors gold, the people lose their minds Crazy Horse We Hear what you say
One Earth, one Mother One does not sell the Earth The people walk upon We are the land. Today is now and then Dream smokes touch the clouds On a day when death didn’t die Real world time tricks shadows lie Red white perception deception Predator tries civilising us But the tribes will not go without return Genetic light from the other side A song from the heart our hearts to give The wild days the glory days live
Crazy Horse We Hear what you say One Earth, one Mother One does not sell the Earth The people walk upon We are the land How do we sell our Mother How do we sell the stars How do we sell the air
Crazy Horse We hear what you say Crazy Horse We hear what you say We are the seventh generation We are the seventh generation
Every year, in the 3rd week of March, spring officially begins in the northern hemisphere. This date is known as the vernal equinox. This year it occurs March 19th at 10:30 PM Mountain time. Vernal equinox marks the moment that our Sun crosses the celestial equator – the imaginary line in the sky above Mother Earth’s equator. Vernal (or vernus) is actually the Latin word for spring. The term equinox is used to acknowledge that the length of day and night are equal or in balance at this time of year.
Traditionally, vernal or spring equinox is a time to celebrate new life, rebirth and new beginnings. Quite appropriate, given that spring is the time of year when Mama Earth “wakes up” and offers shoots and buds of new growth everywhere. Spring is also the ideal time to sow seeds that will sprout and grow as our days lengthen and the soil of Mama Earth warms up.
Our ancestors built many monuments honoring the return of spring. The Great Sphinx, an ancient Egyptian symbol of resurrection and rebirth, is precisely aligned with the sky so that the Sphinx stares directly at the rising sun on spring equinox. Angkor Wat in Cambodia is positioned so that the sun rises up the side of the central tower of the temple and crowns its pinnacle on spring equinox. And at the Mayan temple of Chichen Itza, a magical sun serpent appears and slithers up the pyramid stairs each year on spring equinox.
Here at Sacred Earth Institute we like to be a bit more informal and simply shout with joy that spring is coming!
I hold the now and anchor this present moment. Wind may ruffle me. Still I hold. I have seen so many now’s. Still I hold. I am fundamental ground.
I was born from light. Before this here and now, I was asteroid and meteor, the stuff of stars. I came from light. Now I am the loamy dark place where new life takes root. I am the substrate, the fundamental ground where it all begins.
I hold physical here and now. I am both anchor and dock. I may assume many forms – sand, rock, clay, dirt. Yet in every form I am here to hold life. The physical begins with me.
Touch is my lover. I revel in the sacred caress of plant and animal bodies to my earth. I love to give the seeds a place to root and the waters a place to flow. I offer the wind a destination. Sun and Moon love to dance with me.
I am still, quiet, calm ground. I am EARTH. I am Stone Goddess.