Earth Stewardship – 2019

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THE STEWARDSHIP GROUP: Calling like-minded musicians, writers, poets, artists, and other creatives who are VITALLY CONCERNED ABOUT THE EARTH and our current social environment.

EARTHSONG – INTIMACY WITH THE EARTH

“Our challenge is to create a new language, even a new sense of what it is to be human. It is to transcend not only national limitations, but even our species isolation, to enter into the larger community of living species. This brings about a completely new sense of reality and value.” (Thomas Berry, “The Ecological Age,” in The Dream of the Earth, 42).

AFTER A THUNDERSTORM

I’m sitting looking at the trees after a long, vibrant thunderstorm; I am contemplating my thoughts of all the mystery in this event.

THE LIMITS OF OUR CONSCIOUS PERCEPTIONS

We think of the environment through the filter of our own limited conscious perceptions. What if there is much more to the Earth than is obvious. Thinking that’s all there is, what if there is more to all the plant and animal life than we see at casual glance?

ARE OTHER LIFE FORMS IN THE ENVIRONMENT DISCREETLY SEPARATE FROM US?

“Our relationship with the earth involves something more than pragmatic use, academic understanding, or aesthetic appreciation. A truly human intimacy with the earth and with the entire natural world is needed. Our children should be properly introduced to the world in which they live.” (Thomas Berry, “Human Presence,” in The Dream of the Earth, 13).

We think of other life forms as separate, discreet events from us; we don’t see them as part of a greater oneness and mystery, which is beyond our five senses. There are questions: do life forms communicate in their own ways, perhaps energetically, that we can’t perceive within the parameters of our closed off senses? Perhaps in our evolutionary space in time, there are many things in the environment that are much more mysterious and complex than many of us can fathom.

BEING IN HARMONY WITH THE DIVINE

If I just sit with this mystery in contemplative silence and let it speak to me in its own languages other than my own, then I can feel and be present to this “Peace that passes [my] understanding.” I can feel this intimacy that I call the Earthsong. I can be present and feel in harmony with what I call the Divine.

 

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Love in a Minor Key

Inner Child

[A song written for the Columbine Shootings in Colorado
– now a seemingly ongoing tragedy]

1. The pictures on the news – are tragic and sad.
All those young people – all laying there dead.
Emotions well hidden – except to show hate.
Two people in illusion struck out on that day.

Chorus

Love, where are you going?
Love, where have you been?
Do you have a song to play
for all these young friends?

And where’s education
bureaucratically amuck?
Have these lives uncovered
the blind spots where you’re stuck?

2. You’re now calculating the terrible cost,
all the emotion and all of the loss.

So what is the lesson, the lesson to heed?
What is the lesson? – What is the need?

3 Now, where is the healing? – Where has love gone?
As we all feel the bleeding, is there a new dawn?

And the song that is playing is playing for thee.
The melody playing – is love in a minor key.

4. Now, love’s full of passion, but love’s full of care.
And love’s full of healing – when love is there.

And the song that is playing is playing for thee.
The melody playing – is love in a minor key.

Richard Evan MacKay

Love in a Minor Key

Inner Child

(A song about caring for the young voices and lives of our future.)

I share my heartfelt grief with this song I wrote

 after the Columbine school tragedy about 20 years ago.

This tragedy continues to unfold still; –

no pictures, just words.

 The pictures on the news – are tragic and sad.

All those young people – all laying there dead.

Emotions well hidden – except to show hate.

Two people in illusion struck out on that day.

Chorus

Love, where are you going?

Love, where have you been?

Do you have a song to play

for all these young friends?

 

And where’s education

bureaucratically amuck?

Have these lives uncovered

the blind spots where you’re stuck?

You’re now calculating the terrible cost,

all the emotion and all of the loss.

So what is the lesson, the lesson to heed?

What is the lesson? – What is the need?

 

Now, where is the healing? – Where has love gone?

As we all feel the bleeding, is there a new dawn?

And the song that is playing – is playing for thee.

The melody playing – is love in a minor key.

 

Now, love’s full of passion, but love’s full of care.

And love’s full of healing – when love is there.

And the song that is playing – is playing for thee.

The melody playing – is love in a minor key.

 

 

And the song that is playing – is playing for thee.

The melody playing – is love in a minor key.

Richard Evan MacKay

On This Christmas Morning

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The snow is melting, now, on this Christmas morning,
revealing of the dormant Earth below.
We gather ‘round our tree of many colors,
Exchanging gifts and all the love we can show.

The sun is showing again above the mountain
Even in this darkest time of year.
The miracle of the light comes celebrating
The time to share the gifts will always be here.

We gather celebrating of life’s miracle
We gather celebrating the virgin birth,
And sing our songs for love of baby Jesus,
Can you sing some prayers for love of Mother Earth?

Now, Santa has gone back to his home in the North Pole,
leaving a song and gifts for all of us to see.
Gone with all his sleigh and magical reindeer
All the gifts for you and for me.

And Spring is only now
A far away fantasy,
A place waiting for
All our dreams to grow,
Knowing that the energy here is biding,
We celebrate this chrysalis morning glow.

Richard Evan MacKay

**This song came as an inspiration during the Christmas season when I happened to be feeling sad and lonely, ruminating about the recent transition of my mother that year.

Oh, I Hear God’s Voice

Mountain sunset

OH, I HEAR GOD’S VOICE

Oh, I hear God’s voice
in the setting sun,
in the cricket’s song
We are all One.

1 So I sing my song
for everyone
share all these feelings
new day has begun.

2 Oh, I hear God’s voice
in the wind and rain
in the rising sun
in this brand new day.

3 In the rising sun
and the rising Earth
Oh, all these feelings
What are they worth?

4 Is this voice inside?
Is it all about?
Is it mine alone?
or is it everyone’s?

5 Oh, I hear God’s voice
within my mission
in love and in care
in a loving vision.

** I suppose this song doesn’t make sense unless you imagine or contemplate as I do
that vision, sound, song, colors, and nature are all energetic components of the One Spirit in a fabric of a vibrational harmony.

There’s a Song Everywhere

Buskers

There are songs for your ear.
Open your heart and you’ll hear
There’s a rhythm to dance
Har-mo-ny to enchant.

There’s a song here for you
So, whatever you do
Let the rhythm set you free.
Feel the harmony and be.

There’s a song here for you
There’s a song here for me
There’s a song here to sing.
Let this song set you free.

There’s are songs everywhere,
Songs of love in the air.
There are songs for your care –
There’s a song everywhere.

Music can be a transformative experience.

 

God’s Voice – The Dance

Earthrise1

Suppose God’s voice,
the song of the planet,
is well beyond your mere words
and small means of personality,
of your economics, of your politics,
of your culture.

Hear the song of the cicadas
in the colors of the sunset,
the wind lightly rippling the water’s surface,
the drums beating in the park,
the dog wanting your love.

In all the moments
and sensations of this evening,
The mirror surface, now, on the pond
reflects all the sky and evening trees,

An Indian man turns and says, “Hello”

Are you listening to this song
calling you to this dance of the Earth?

Pastel Shades of Blue

ballet dancer

Pastel shades of blue
painted on the panorama ‘fore my eyes
Oh, Magenta, red, and aqua rainbows
fill the sky just like some rhyme –

Am I dreaming songs of love?
Am I always wondering why?
Is it truth or is it passion
that fills my heart and overflows my mind?

Open now and hope forever,
My heart is on the line:
a deeper shade of color,
and this dancer spinning to some unknown time –

I can be this heart within
and I do answer for my own time
as the poet lives within these wings
and this dancer with the mystery unwinds–

My Voice

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Oh, this trembling uncertainty,
wanting a place
to voice my feelings
in this chaotic seeming world.

I follow my heart.
I follow my dream,
as the gibbon moon crosses
high in the sky –
I dream of beauty and love.

A voice out of somewhere asks:
What have you to give songsmith?

I reply that
I am finding my voice
and bringing you my harmonies
and rhythms
in this disharmony,
I Am