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TESS: 8/12/12 (Phoenix Rising Review)

Hello ladies,

Thank you for such a lovely event yesterday singing at Shelley’s wedding. Yay, Shelley! We all love you.

Note: Strange things can happen in performances, even with pieces we know well.
Please keep this in mind, and remember how thoroughly we’re going to need to learn our Apocalypse repertoire.

For Thursday:

August 16th
Review music for Phoenix Rising performance (all music will be sung from memory)

Also, will the readers please have their words memorized by Thursday. If any of the readers are really having a hard time with it, you can read at Phoenix, but East West is a must for memorization. At the Christmas concert, we had one reader actually read her words, and it was LAME. We want to speak from a place of understanding. Good luck!

If you weren’t at the wedding, be sure to see our pretty picture at the end of this.


August 18th – Phoenix Rising performance
Intro (Tess) 1:30
Oy Es Dia 2:30
During the Eclipse (Rachel)1:25
Tres Cantos 3:30
Warriors of the Rainbow (Jeremiah) :30
In Dreams w/ Talyaa’s intro 4:00
Hopi Prophecy (Jenny) 2:00
Great Spirit 5:30
Prophecy of the Volcanoes (Didi) 1:00
Signs of Thaw (Riley) 1:15
Nukapianguaq 4:10
Yugas (Tess) 1:00
Jai Bhavani 5:00
Thank audience (Tess) :30
No Time 5:00

29:40 music, 9:10 speaking
Total: 38:50


During the Eclipse (1:25)
My Father is dying on the face of the Sky, Kajval.
We are frightened in our hearts.

Your flowery eye is shut, Father.
The flower of your face is hidden.

The light went black, Kajval.
The Earth is dark.

We can’t tell if dawn will come back
to the sky.

Something is devouring,
something is devouring, Kajval.

We beg you to give us back your fire.
Today, Kajval.

May your light never diminish.
May your grandeur never end.

We are crying for your sake, Kajval.
We are counting the beats of our hearts.
Our hearts are remembering you.

My husband is crying, my children, his children.
The big and the little.
The newly born.
~ Petu Xantis Xantis


Warriors of the Rainbow (:30)
When the Earth is ravaged and the animals are dying, a new tribe of people shall come unto the earth from many colors, creeds and classes, and who by their actions and deeds shall make the earth green again. They shall be known as the Warriors of the Rainbow.


A Hopi Prophecy from the Elders at Oraibi, Arizona Hopi Nation (2:00)
You have been telling the people that this is the Eleventh Hour.
Now you must go back and tell the people that this is the Hour.
And there are things to be considered:
Where are you living?
What are you doing?
What are your relationships?
Are you in right relation?
Where is your water?
Know your garden.
It is time to speak your Truth.
Create your community. Be good to each other. And do not look outside yourself for the leader.
This could be a good time!
There is a river flowing now very fast.
It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid.
They will try to hold on to the shore.
They will feel they are being torn apart, and they will suffer greatly.
Know the river has its destination.
The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river,
keep our eyes open, and our heads above the water.
See who is in there with you and celebrate.
At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally.
Least of all, ourselves.
For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey comes to a halt.
The time of the lone wolf is over. Gather yourselves!
Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary.
All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.


Prophecy of the Volcanoes as told by Sun Bear (1:00)
‘The time will come when Little Sister will speak, and Grandfather will answer, and the land will be swept clean to the ocean.’ In March 1980, the mountain that we call Little Sister began to whisper. May 18th of 1980, the Little Sister spoke with a cubic mile of mountain. A cubic mile of mountain that was spread over the northwest area, and many other parts of the world … that was the Little Sister that was speaking to us. The Little Sister is called Mount St. Helens. Soon, the Grandfather is going to answer so much bigger. That one is called Mt. Rainer.


Signs of Thaw in a Desert of Snow (1:15)
Scientists begin to heed Inuit warnings of climate change in Arctic

The following is an excerpt by DeNeen L. Brown:

And so it has come to be, the elders say, a time when icebergs are melting, tides have changed, polar bears have thinned and there is no meaning left in a ring around the moon. Scattered clouds blowing in a wind no longer speak to elders and hunters. Daily weather markers are becoming less predictable in the fragile Arctic as its climate changes.

Inuit elders and hunters who depend on the land say they are disturbed by what they are seeing swept in by the changes: deformed fish, caribou with bad livers, baby seals left by their mothers to starve. Just the other year, a robin appeared where no robin had been seen before. There is no word for robin in Inuktitut, the Inuit language.




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