Life blood... And as she wanes the earth
reclaims it. (rpt)
The time has come for woman to put away
her shame.
The blood we shed is sacred, an honour to
reclaim.
Let's celebrate our gift, the power to
create
The miracle of human life from love made
consummate.
Life blood... With waxing moon my body
makes it.
Life blood... And as she wanes the earth
reclaims it.
Life blood... Blood of Wisdom, ancients
call it.
Life blood... Sacred gift, lets celebrate
it.
Honour your rhythm, follow the flow. Love
your creation, learn to let go.
Honour the dark night, honour the day,
honour your body, it knows the way.
Our bleeding time is healing, a time for
letting go,
Relaxing in the feminine, going with the
flow.
No need to figure out how night turns into
day.
The alchemy's within you, your body knows
the way.
I am woman, woman who flows with the
moon,
Woman who bleeds for life. I honour my
blood.
I am sacred woman. I am changing
woman.
Lyrics: Laura-Doe Harris
Black Woman
Black woman, her eyes as dark as midnight
skies.
Her tears would flow forever and she will
fill up the earth if she begins to cry.
And a child is born as another dies, and
no one hears her cries over the land.
And there's a heart still beating under
the gun.
And she prays for rain to grow the grain
to fill her children's belly.
Irish woman, her soul as deep as an old
oak tree.
Hangs her head in sorrow as she remembers
the magic and mystery.
And the tales they've told for a thousand
years will die with the hangman's smile.
And the songs they've sang for a thousand
years will die ... with the hangman's smile.
And she hears the lies, hears the cries,
another girl born to marry.
Hears the lies, hears the cries, another
son born ... to carry a gun.
And she prays for rain to grow the grain
to fill her children's belly
And she swears to the heavens she'll bear
no more ... until the fighting's done!
Lyrics: Gyan McDonald
Heart Mother
Crone
Heart Mother Crone is dedicated to Noni
who in the generosity of her heart embraced and shared the nurturing
and love of the mother and much missed wisdom of Crone.
Moon over water, you rise into my
heart.
Cool wind is blowing through the changes
of my life.
Moon over water is flowing through my
days.
In the silence of the night I see your
face.
Mother crone your eyes enfold my child
with soft embrace
and as I feel the changes of my
life
I gather in your wisdom, sow your seeds of
woman grace.
This song is dedicated to Anna
Davidovitch who has created the beautiful ritual of the "Unveiling"
which allows woman to see and experience the essence of her
femininity in all its mysterious aspects.
Look into the eyes of your sister. Look
into the eyes of her soul.
Look into the eyes of your sister. Watch
the memories,
Long lost memories, watch the memories
unfold.
Long lost but not forgotten, silenced by
those who feared the magic, the power and the passion.
Woman, oh, woman I see your tears. Woman,
oh, woman I see your fears.
Unveil your soul, reclaim your voice and
hear the call.
Recognise, acknowledge and honour,
mysteries held deep inside. Receive the gift of your life.
Woman, oh, woman I see your joy. Woman,
oh, woman I see your light.
Woman, oh, woman I see .... woman, woman,
woman.
Lyrics: Janelle Stein
Let Your Nature
Life is blowing the changes through, can
you feel, can you feel it?
Whispering words of wisdom to you, can you
feel, can you feel it?
High above the ocean, flying free. Raging
against the storm, the pain in me.
Let your nature feel the changes, let your
heart lead the way.
May your soul be filled with wisdom to
guide you through your day.
Lyrics: Christine Dubens.
Into the Waters
Mother you take my hand, lead me into the
water.
Bathe me in sparkling light, depths of
ocean blue.
Mother earthed, living within us now. Feet
on the ground, touching the soil.
Planting seedlings, watch them grow and
flourish. Nurturing children, show them a way to be.
It is the strength of the mother. It is
the silent voice that holds the way.
Seeing the violence of struggle. Some
stand firm while others sway.
Woman crying, holding a child in her
arms.
Visions of life dying, with a grief that
would swallow the earth.
Stand strong in spirit, unite in our
passion,
We are women. With the wisdom of our
being, we live in love of this earth.
Lyrics: Christine Dubens.
Wild Woman
I came face to face with my wild woman
just before my 40th birthday. I had spent my life before this walking
the underworld corridors of Persephone. I was sexually and physically
abused as a child and the realm of dreams and imagination offered me
sanctuary. Even though I was anxious and afraid of the outer world, I
longed for sunshine and I craved to express myself, I wanted to live.
And so it was at this time that I did a very powerful woman's rite
called the "Unveiling". The mysterious female alchemy took it's
course and before the loving and accepting eyes of my sisters ,"Kali"
the dark Goddess rose within me. From the depths of the earth I raged
and grieved and roared and howled . My Persephone citadel could not
withstand the terrible fury of the dark Goddess, and it crumbled. In
that moment I saw her. From the stillness inside of myself I watched.
Her eyes were feline, instinctive, alert, alive. Her lips curled and
snarled over her teeth.. Her tongue cleaned and licked. In awe I
acknowledged this wonderful and terrible creature for I knew I was in
the presence of the most primal force inside of myself. "Wild Woman"
was my first song. Since then I have written many more. I delight in
the flow of my creative juices and my soul now breathes freely. I
hope Wild Woman can inspire all women. I hope she can burst the banks
of your creative river and take you on a wild and wonderful journey
through the wild terrain of your female soul.
I came upon a clearing and
listened,
sat upon my haunches waiting,
and out of the dark and dusky wood she
came.
And though she spoke no words,
and though she spoke no words,
and though she spoke no words ... I knew
her name.
I hear the sound of a wild woman,
running through the dark on a full moon
night.
I see the shadow of a wild woman,
dancing through the flames of my
soul.
Do you hear the call, hear the
call?
Wild woman singin' over my bones.
Do you hear the call, hear the
call?
Wild woman ... she's the one who
knows.
She said, "Sister for so long you've lived
in a cage, hiding your spirit suppressing your rage.
Howl at the moon and feel the power of
your wild woman."
She flows in the streams of your wildest
dreams, your passion, your fury and all you love.
She is your Shakti power as old as the
earth, she is your birthright.
Dance with your sister, feel the beat,
dance sister ...
Alone again, all by myself, alone again,
there's no one else.
And I wonder .... as I watch the rain. And
I wonder .... as I feel my pain.
It's a mystery .... sweet mystery.
I've cried and cried since you've been
gone and now it's time to carry on.
I reach out to the light .... I watch it
grow.
I feel the love surround me, and deep
inside I know.
Its a mystery .... sweet mystery. Alone,
alone .... sweet mystery.
Lyrics: Diti Dickson.
Sacred Trees
Before the Romans invaded the shores of
what is now called Britain,the native people of the island had a
mother orientated religion. This song refers back to those
times
While we run in our confusion in the
ultimate illusion
Of this planet we call life, what kind of
sacrifice
Will bridge the gap we made so our souls
could be saved?
By the god of Christian feasts we traded
power to the priests.
And the children grow in fear and repress
their angry tears.
That they should feel such shame within
the circles of this game.
As we turned from the mother, gave our
love to another
Who said he loved us true doing as the
priests say to.
And they told us a tale, so devotion would
not fail,
Of a man who walked the earth. And they
promised us new birth.
And of woman born in sin, man's burden
used to bring
A screaming child into the arms of the
churches powerful charms.
Longing to run free with the joyfulness of
youth.
But trapped into the power of a painful
Christian truth.
They cut the sacred trees and made the
Goddess bleed.
Pagan Gods turned to devils, our
Priestess', heathen rebels.
Our ceremonies of the earth were laid to
rest and nature cursed.
And falling into churches hands, man
turned his anger on the land.
Lyrics: Christine Dubens.
Phoenix
If you want to stop the pain, take a look
at your addiction.
Got to crawl down in the dark and feel the
cold.
Well they say, "No pain, no gain!" and I
guess we need the friction,
To etch into the strange beliefs we
hold.
You say you're living on the edge. Well,
that's the only place to live now.
Challenge is the force that helps us
grow.
There's no point in turning back from the
depths of your own being
It's here we find the truth we need to
know.
Burn me. Burn me. Burn me. Burn me.
So gather up your fears and throw them in
before you
As you jump into the mystery of the
night.
Say goodbye to what you know, the rules
have all been broken.
There's no-one here to tell you wrong from
right.
Burn me and you will see I'm rising like a
phoenix from the flame.
Lyrics: Laura-Doe Harris
Freedom
I say sista, I've got something to
share.
A little something that will loosen your
hair.
C'mon and let your mind go and feel that
beat.
Let the rhythm go movin' your feet.
I'm feelin' the pulse surging up through
the earth.
Feel the life force and give it new
birth.
Gonna get that feelin', feelin', freedom,
yeah.
Just want that freedom, freedom, freedom,
yeah.
Just want that rush - well I accept you.
Just want that touch - do you accept me?
Just want that ooh, ahh - will you love me
when I'm totally me (free)?
I feel that sound, rising up to your
heart, lift up your voice and give it a start.
I'm looking at you, looking at me,
looking at life's responsibility.
To be free to fly, to be who you
are,
to honour each other, your sista, your
brother,
Your children, your parents, grandfather,
grandmother,
To Manu, my son, this song is for you, for
me and to anyone else who wants to be free.
Lyrics by Sonya Want.
Enter
I find the rhythm of the forest, enter
into it.
Become the breath, become the earth within
the breath.
I find the rhythm of the ocean, enter into
it.
Become the wave, become the water within
the wave.
I find the rhythm of the birds, enter into
it.
Become the wing, become the wind within
the wing.
I find the rhythm of the fire, enter into
it.
Become the flame, become the sun within
the flame.
Lyrics by Carmen Pearson.
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