The God

The God

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

GOD IS ALIVE/MAGIC IS AFOOT

Sometimes, we find a treasure that we never expected but once we have it, we realize how much we missed out until having it. This past weekend, I was thrilled to find that Barnes & Noble in Johnson City TN had a CD by Buffy Sainte-Marie (http://www.creative-native.com/). On this CD were several of my favorites by her (Universal Soldier, Piney Wood Hills, Up Where We Belong) and then there was another...one that I had never heard before. The words are by Leonard Cohen with music by Buffy Sainte-Marie. The song is moving to say the least....I get something new from it every time I read the lyrics or hear the song. Enjoy!

GOD IS ALIVE/MAGIC IS AFOOT
GOD IS ALIVE; MAGIC IS AFOOT
GOD IS ALIVE; MAGIC IS AFOOT
GOD IS AFOOT; MAGIC IS ALIVE
ALIVE IS AFOOT...
MAGIC NEVER DIED.
GOD NEVER SICKENED;
MANY POOR MEN LIED
MANY SICK MEN LIED
MAGIC NEVER WEAKENED
MAGIC NEVER HID
MAGIC ALWAYS RULED
GOD IS AFOOT
GOD NEVER DIED.
GOD WAS RULER
THOUGH HIS FUNERAL LENGTHENED
THOUGH HIS MOURNERS THICKENED
MAGIC NEVER FLED
THOUGH HIS SHROUDS WERE HOISTED
THE NAKED GOD DID LIVE
THOUGH HIS WORDS WERE TWISTED
THE NAKED MAGIC THRIVED
THOUGH HIS DEATH WAS PUBLISHED
ROUND AND ROUND THE WORLD
THE HEART DID NOT BELIEVE
MANY HURT MEN WONDERED
MANY STRUCK MEN BLED
MAGIC NEVER FALTERED
MAGIC ALWAYS LED.
MANY STONES WERE ROLLED
BUT GOD DID NOT LIE DOWN
MANY WILD MEN LIED
MANY FAT MEN LISTENED
THOUGH THEY OFFERED STONES
MAGIC STILL WAS FED
THOUGH THEY LOCKED THEIR COFFERS
GOD WAS ALWAYS SERVED.
MAGIC IS AFOOT, GOD RULES.
ALIVE IS AFOOT, ALIVE IS IN COMMAND.
MANY WEAK MEN HUNGERED
MANY STRONG MEN THRIVED
THOUGH THEY BOASTED SOLITUDE
GOD WAS AT THEIR SIDE
NOR THE DREAMER IN HIS CELL
NOR THE CAPTAIN ON THE HILL
MAGIC IS ALIVE
THOUGH HIS DEATH WAS PARDONED
ROUND AND ROUND THE WORLD
THE HEART DID NOT BELIEVE.
THOUGH LAWS WERE CARVED IN MARBLE
THEY COULD NOT SHELTER MEN
THOUGH ALTARS BUILT IN PARLIAMENTS
THEY COULD NOT ORDER MEN
POLICE ARRESTED MAGIC
AND MAGIC WENT WITH THEM,
FOR MAGIC LOVES THE HUNGRY.
BUT MAGIC WOULD NOT TARRY
IT MOVES FROM ARM TO ARM
IT WOULD NOT STAY WITH THEM
MAGIC IS AFOOT
IT CANNOT COME TO HARM
IT RESTS IN AN EMPTY PALM
IT SPAWNS IN AN EMPTY MIND
BUT MAGIC IS NO INSTRUMENT
MAGIC IS THE END.
MANY MEN DROVE MAGIC
BUT MAGIC STAYED BEHIND
MANY STRONG MEN LIED
THEY ONLY PASSED THROUGH MAGIC
AND OUT THE OTHER SIDE
MANY WEAK MEN LIED
THEY CAME TO GOD IN SECRET
AND THEY THEY LEFT HIM NOURISHED
THEY WOULD NOT SAY WHO HEALED
THOUGH MOUNTAINS DANCED BEFORE THEM
THEY SAID THAT GOD WAS DEAD
THOUGH HIS SHROUDS WERE HOISTED
THE NAKED GOD DID LIVE
THIS I MEAN TO WHISPER TO MY MIND
THIS I MEAN TO LAUGH WITH IN MY MIND
THIS I MEAN MY MIND TO SERVE 'TIL
SERVICE IS BUT MAGIC
MOVING THROUGH THE WORLD
AND MIND ITSELF IS MAGIC
COURSING THROUGH THE FLESH
AND FLESH ITSELF IS MAGIC
DANCING ON A CLOCK
AND TIME ITSELF THE MAGIC LENGTH OF GOD
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The Goddess

The Goddess

DECLARATION OF THE FOUR SACRED THINGS

The earth is a living, conscious being. In company with cultures of many different times and places, we name these things as sacred: air, fire, water, and earth.

Whether we see them as the breath, energy, blood, and body of the Mother, or as the blessed gifts of a Creator, or as symbols of the interconnected systems that sustain life, we know that nothing can live without them.

To call these things sacred is to say that they have a value beyond their usefulness for human ends, that they themselves become the standards by which our acts, our economics, our laws and our purposes must be judged. No one has the right to appropriate them or profit from them at the expense of others. Any government that fails to protect them forfeits its legitimacy.

All people, all living things, are part of the earth life, and so are sacred. No one of us stands higher or lower than any other. Only justice can assure balance: only ecological balance can sustain freedom. Only in freedom can that fifth sacred thing we call spirti flourish in its full diversity.

To honor the sacred is to create conditions in which nourishment, sustenance, habitat, knowledge, freedom, and beauty can thrive. To honor the sacred is to make love possible.

To this we dedicate our curiosity, our will, our courage, our silences, and our voices. To this we dedicate our lives.

Taken from The Fifth Sacred Thing by Starhawk