5/24/2013

Happy Flower Moon

 
Blessings of the Full Moon in Sagittarius
and the Penumbral Lunar Eclipse!

5/20/2013

Enrollment Application Reminder


Please have your materials in by this Friday, May 24th, to be included in our June 1st enrollment. To read more about our home-study courses, go to our website link below. Thank you!

5/07/2013

Navajo Song of the Earth

 
The Earth is beautiful
The Earth is beautiful
The Earth is beautiful.
 
Below the East, the Earth, its face toward East,
the top of its head is beautiful.*
The soles of its feet, they are beautiful
Its feet, they are beautiful
Its legs, they are beautiful
Its body, it is beautiful
Its chest, it is beautiful
Its breast, it is beautiful
Its head-feather, it is beautiful
The Earth is beautiful.
 
Below the West, the Sky, it is beautiful, its face toward West,
the top of its head is beautiful -
 
Below the East, the dawn, its face toward East,
the top of its head is beautiful -
 
Below the West, the afterglow of sundown, its face toward West,
the top of its head is beautiful -
 
Below the East, White Corn, its face toward East,
the top of its head is beautiful -
 
Below the South, Blue Corn, its face toward South,
the top of its head is beautiful -
 
Below the West, Yellow Corn, its face toward West,
the top of its head is beautiful -
 
Below the North, vari-colored Corn, its face toward North,
the top of its head is beautiful -
 
Below the East, Sahanahray, its face toward East,
the top of its head is beautiful -
 
Below the West, Bekayhozhon, its face toward West,
the top of its head is beautiful -
 
Below the East, corn-pollen, its face toward East,
the top of its head is beautiful -
 
Below the West, the corn-beetle, its face toward West,
the top of its head is beautiful -
 
The Earth is beautiful.
 
 
*The rest of this stanza is repeated after each of the lines following.
 
 
(Navajo Ceremonial Song from the Blessingway chant,
translated by Dr. Harry Hoijer,
Sand painting of Sky Father and Earth Mother.)

5/01/2013

Happy May Day!

 
“Sweet May hath come to love us,
Flowers, trees, their blossoms don;
And through the blue heavens above us
The very clouds move on.”
 Heinrich Heine
 
 
("Goddesses on Mount Olympus" by Edouard Bisson.)