J’ai reçu samedi un premier lotus charm holder. Le suivant, commandé pour une autre Myésis est arrivé aujourd’hui, en même temps que le CD She Walks With Snakes. Je suis surprise de la rapidité des livraisons, mais je ne vais pas m’en plaindre, bien au contraire.
Il y a quelques temps encore, j’aurais été incapable de regarder la couverture du CD, sans même parler de la tenir entre mes mains. Là, je la regarde, je me sens forte. Je n’ai pas peur des serpents qui courent sur la terre.
Et en écoutant les chants sacrés je sais que je vais partir en voyage ce soir. Envie de tambour, de didgeridoo, de maracas ou de hochets. Je sens une pulsation sourde au fond de moi. Le fil qui me relie et qui vibre.
Je crois bien que c’est mon premier vrai essai sérieux de calligraphie. Pas très contente du résultat mais en écrivant sur du parchemin, dans un carnet qui ne tient pas ouvert tout seul, je n’ai peut-être pas choisi la facilité pour commencer . Si quelqu’un a des astuces pour gommer proprement les lignes au crayon de papier sur le parchemin, je suis preneuse….
Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
You say I took the name in vain
I don’t even know the name
But if I did, well really, what’s it to you?
There’s a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn’t matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn’t much
I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I’ll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Je le trouve juste parfait, il exprime le mélange d’émotions que je voudrais arriver à (lui) dire. J’aime décidément beaucoup le violoncelle.
Il y a dans ce morceau de la tristesse, mais quelque chose d’autre, qui va au-delà, qui est plus fort, optimiste même.
Je ne suis pas sûre d’arriver à trouver les mots. Mais ce n’est pas grave, parce qu’il y a Fern.
Parce que je l’ai en tête depuis ce matin, depuis que j’ai tapé les mots Mother Mary…. Let it be.
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be. Yeah
There will be an answer, let it be.
And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be,
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
… Derrière ces trois noms se cache Andrea Haugen. Après avoir découvert Hagalaz’ Runedance à la faveur du tirage de la rune hagalaz, ce soir je découvre la sorcière de la brume (Nebelhexë) et…. laguz.
When I think of you
Of still, still waters
So calm, so dark, oh so deep
Could I make you fall?
Beneath the surface
Beneath the waves, my secret sleeps
Deep, deep below
As we fall, as we sink to the ground
Deep, deep below
I try to reach you, but you drift away
As we drown, there’s no end to see
Deep, deep below…
Save me!
Above, the urban sounds
People all around us
But here in the deep
Just you and me
Did you hear my spell?
The words that would bind you
Before the cold water embraced me too
Deep, deep below
I try to breath, I try to call out
Would you feel it too, would you understand?
See the lights, see our ghosts unite
Deep, deep below…
So, wake with me!
Laguz, Laguz…
Beneath the lake
Will I find you?
Will I bind you?
J’avais envie de parler de Dar Williams aujourd’hui. Dar Williams essaie dans ses textes d’aller à l’essence des choses et ses chansons paraissent souvent simples alors qu’elles sont tout en justesse et en sensibilité. Elles me touchent beaucoup, qu’elles abordent des thèmes comme la religion, le sexe, la famille, la dépression, la perte… Plusieurs de ses chansons figurent dans la liste de celles que je veux apprendre à jouer à la guitare. Parmi celles que j’apprécie tout particulièrement (et l’une de celles que je veux savoir jouer), The Christians And The Pagans.
Amber called her uncle, said were up here for the holiday,
Jane and I were having solstice, now we need a place to stay.
And her christ-loving uncle watched his wife hang Mary on a tree,
He watched his song hang candy canes all made with red dye number three.
He told his niece, it’s christmas eve, I know our life is not your style,
She said, christmas is like solstice, and we miss you and its been awhile,
So the christians and the pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
And just before the meal was served, hands were held and prayers were said,
Sending hope for peace on earth to all their gods and goddesses.
The food was great, the tree plugged in, the meal had gone without a hitch,
Till Timmy turned to Amber and said, is it true that youre a witch?
His mom jumped up and said, the pies are burning, and she hit the kitchen,
And it was Jane who spoke, she said, it’s true, your cousin’s not a christian,
but we love trees, we love the snow, the friends we have, the world we share,
And you find magic from your god, and we find magic everywhere,
So the christians and the pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
And where does magic come from? I think magic’s in the learning,
Cause now when christians sit with pagans only pumpkin pies are burning.
When Amber tried to do the dishes, her aunt said, really, no, don’t bother.
Amber’s uncle saw how Amber looked like Tim and like her father.
He thought about his brother, how they hadn’t spoken in a year,
He thought he’d call him up and say, it’s christmas and your daughter’s here.
He thought of fathers, sons and brothers, saw his own son tug his sleeve, saying,
can I be a pagan? dad said, well discuss it when they leave.
So the christians and the pagans sat together at the table,
Finding faith and common ground the best that they were able,
Lighting trees in darkness, learning new ways from the old,
And making sense of history and drawing warmth out of the cold.
Plus de deux ans que j’écoute régulièrement cette chanson d’Amy Steinberg, parfois jusqu’à 10 ou 20 fois en boucle et qu’elle me fait toujours autant d’effet. Elle m’apporte la sérénité quand ça ne va pas, elle renforce ma confiance quand ça va. Elle est toujours exactement ce dont j’ai besoin.
Amy Steinberg est une artiste que j’apprécie énormément, pour sa musique, sa voix, ses convictions, son sens de l’humour…
I am exactly where I need to be
I need to be exactly where I am
I am a blessing manifest
I can undress the moment
naked time unwinds beneath my mind
and from within I find the kind of beauty
only I can find
I am exactly where I need to be
I need to be exactly where I am
I am surrendering so willingly
to be the perfect me inside this now
and truly how else could it be
destiny she blesses me
when I try to fight or run
I only wind up back at square one
when I think I know what’s best for me
fate she takes me back
to exactly where I need to be
I am exactly where I need to be
I need to be exactly where I am
I am divinely timed and shining brightly
yes I believe that there’s a purpose just for me
yes I believe that we are light
and we shine infinitely
I am exactly where I need to be
I need to be exactly where I am
I am not aimlessly existing see
I am in perfect harmony with universal energy
and I am truly free when I accept my own divinity
look at me look at me closely
what exactly do you see
if you are paying attention you will now begin ascension of the mind
why, because if you look at me just right you will see a kiss
for it took a kiss to make this breath exist
the intersection of my mother’s and father’s lips
to touch twist and perfect what came next to produce me
look at me and you will see the breeze
the breeze it took to shake the leaves to make
my mother’s hair move, my father dare touch it and say
please may I have a kiss
yes the breeze made me exist
and if you want to get even deeper into this
when you look at me you will see a cloud
the cloud it took to form the storm to shake the leaves to
inspire the liplock – yes a raindrop will pop up out these words
you heard me right
if you look at me close enough you will see a dark stormy night
and what is night without it’s polar opposite of sunlight
so if you watch the way my hands sway
you’ll see the light of day
and everyday is a testament to the sediment of the earth’s core
it’s ever spinning enormous force so if you look at me just right
you will see a spark of the source
but the most fascinating thing about this, and it’s true
is that if you look at me close enough, you see you
it’s only what you perceive how you believe the space between
you and me
that creates reality
so when I sing you can feel it
when I cry you can heal it
when I speak words you can be the words I speak by singing with me
peace love free
peace love free
peace love free
and when I am alone and full of fear
I just remember the rising sun always appears
everyday miracles that I see
well they take me back to exactly where I need to be
J’aime beaucoup CDBaby, une boutique avec éthique et un grand sens du customer care comme j’ai eu l’occasion de le souligner ailleurs . En parcourant les rayons de la boutique, je suis tombée aujourd’hui (ouille) sur l’annonce de la sortie du nouvel album de Thoth Ganesh, Pagan Summer. Je connaissais déjà Pagan Passion que j’apprécie et dès que possible j’écouterai les extraits de Pagan Summer (là, je ne peux pas, je suis au travail et c’est mon poste qui diffuse la musique dans tout le café…). Et vous, aimez-vous, connaissez-vous Thoth Ganesh ?
Depuis quelques temps, j’écoute souvent cette chanson (celle du lecteur juste en dessous, Earth My Body). Elle me fait du bien.
Je ne sais pas si c’est l’effet de toutes ces voix de femmes qui se s’entremêlent les unes aux autres pour tisser un chant unique ou si c’est autre chose, mais je peux l’écouter en boucle. Il m’arrive d’ailleurs de m’endormir précisément en l’écoutant en boucle !
J’apprécie beaucoup cet album de Circle of Women qui s’appelle tout simplement… Circle of Women .
. Si quelqu’un a des astuces pour gommer proprement les lignes au crayon de papier sur le parchemin, je suis preneuse….
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