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notes from the Tiles

THE PROMISE
Mother Earth gave a promise to us in a song
Her gifts would be given with love
The beauty of mountains and flowers and trees
and of canyons and rivers and seas.

The animals taught us great lessons to learn
that honor and love were our gifts to return.
Now there are only a few of us left
who are able to still hear the song.

It is time to remember
to gather together -
We've been living in fear for too long.
She still sings the song
if we listen we'll hear -
Look into our hearts
for the music is clear,
Mother Earth made a promise
a long time ago,

Her gifts would be given with love.

IN THE STILLNES
He stands alone
In the stillness
In the softness
The world shrouded
He stands alone
Searching
Sound muffled
Questions unanswered
Why he stands alone
Why the world is shrouded
Why all sound is quiet
Where his pack has gone

Jennifer Tait

AWAKENING TO A NEW BEGINNING

Darkness wanes as days grow longer
The circle turns again
There have been harsh losses
There have been new beginnings
As the spiral encompasses all

Grief wanes as joy takes its place
The circle turns again
And what has been learned
must now be taught
As the spiral encompasses all

poem by my daughter, Jennifer Tait

FOLLOW THE DREAM
A time of warmth
Long days and starry nights.
This is the time of making dreams
come true ...

How many days will pass
Until the courage comes
How many dreamy nights
Will remain unfulfilled

And yet the times are many
We will awaken to find
That dreams long buried
In the warmth of summer days
And the cloak of starry nights
May be ours in the magic of longing

For the dream long buried
Will finally emerge, not separate
But entwined as our Spirit
Touches the Earth.

INTO HISTORY II

Edward Curtis took over 50,000 photographs
of the American Indian about 100 years ago.
"The Vanishing Race", a Curtis photograph
of a column of Indians riding into a canyon in Arizona, contains a "haunting mysticism
rarely found in pictures" [New York Times]
This photograph was the basis for my drawing
"Into History" and tells of today's earth crisis .....
of all that is vanishing from our beautiful
and life-giving Mother Earth.
We must listen to the words of our Native People.

BIRD TRIBES

Finding the beauty and truth
is the way of all species.
We are embedded with this code
from our ancestors...
the love of Spirit in human form.

And now the angelic forces ~
the Bird Tribes,
have returned in great numbers
to help us remember
to find the beauty and truth
for our Earth
and all Her beings

through love.

FOR THE WILD ONES

How do we know
who will mourn as we choose
what souls we can save
and what souls we can lose ...
that all souls are their own
and not ours to use.

What price will we pay
when we feel our shame ...
We must honor them all
weather wild or tame.

For it's we who will mourn
when we know of their pain
Embrace a true peace
As we love all that is ...
We can choose to change
when at last we allow ...
To look deep in our hearts.
That time is here now.

FREEDOM FLIES AWAY
LIKE THE WIND

To cherish, to care for
to understand why
freedom flies away like the wind.

Means looking for meaning
not taught and not bought.
For the absence of truth
is just saying the words
and is empty, at best

And the worst is the loss...
so horribly terribly empty.
We must find our own truth
And live it each day
So that freedom will not
fly away like the wind

PROMISE OF PEACE
Ancient legends tell of many prophecies for this time
in history. It is said that there are images,
words and symbols in our minds that can help us
to understand this process of life that we are experiencing,
an inner knowing that we are somehow
connected to everything on this earth and beyond.
Our journey is often so difficult, often so painful,
and when we see the suffering of others,
of the animals forests and mountains,
of the rivers and oceans and of our loved ones,
it is then we can become overwhelmed by it all.

But this is a very special time in history ...
Perhaps we can find deep within our memory
the wisdom planted there a long time ago.
Perhaps we can use this wisdom to open our hearts
to the strength, truth and love that lives within,
and become willing to bring our lives into harmony
with this greater intelligence, to actually become peace
and to remember that
we are the ones we are waiting for
This is the promise of peace.

SOULMATES

If I can see that my pain,
and my laughter
are but a reflection, of other,
then I can see my soulmate in all.

Compassion can be
the only choice ...
the way to live
a life of peace

notes from the Tiles

SOULMATES ​ If I can see that my pain, and my laughter are but a reflection, of other, then I can see my soulmate in all. ​ Compassion can be the only choice ... the way to live a life of peace

SOULMATES

If I can see that my pain,
and my laughter
are but a reflection, of other,
then I can see my soulmate in all.

Compassion can be
the only choice ...
the way to live
a life of peace