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Finding your soul’s true path, through Shamanism, Mother Earth, and the old ways of The Lady

A forgotten and ancient tradition teaches that in Naga-Mu (Lemuria), those who couldn’t find the true path of their soul, went on a pilgrimage to a sacred cave wherein lived the butterflies of blue light. There, a ceremony of lights and shadows was performed - a ceremony that would reveal the true path of the pilgrim’s soul. The name of the cave: UMATA.

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In praise of Mother


From time out of mind, when our sweet Earth Mother was still a distant dream, and those who served The Lady were walking among the stars, creating luminaries and towers of liquid crystals, Light and magic, songs of praise and adorations to our Eternal Mother filled the air everywhere.

In this age of darkness we all live in, it is not only our Sacred Mother that is forgotten from most hearts, but also her ceremonies, her holy rituals, and the songs that celebrated her are gone from us as they turned into vanishing and forgotten dust.
Now, that we are all emerging out of the darkness and into new life and new breath, it is with absolute joy that I am presenting a collection of songs, hymns and chants in honour of The Lady and her many guises and infinite names. Some of the songs are new, some are old almost as Mother Earth herself. My heart is full of hope that these hymns will remind and reconnect us all to SHE, and from this old-new connection, light, love, healing and peace will fill our lives and through us the world around us.


Thank you Ta-Ra that pushes, supports, and always spreads my wings and lifts me up – I am nothing without you my love.
Thank you White Crow – Mayan shaman and sacred healer – for your inspiration, and for the moving and joyous collaborations creating lyrics and melodies. You are to me a wonderful light and an open horizon.
And Thank you Eyal Luman for playing all the instruments (there are so many of them – I dare not count them one by one), for the magical production that went way beyond my expectations, for the arrangements that flew far beyond my imagination, and for all the enchantments that you poured into this - our mutual project. Thank you dear man (and thank you Fanya for bringing us together)
Special thanks to Rohan and Pe'er – I love you.

1. Ber no Mama (dream us) – opening

Lyrics and melody : Traditional
Language : The Ancient Language 

Ber no Mama, Ber no Mama
Shakimo Uma

Translation:
Talk to us Earth Mother
Dream us Great Mother

The underground temples of Malta, the golden sanctuaries of Inanna and the holy caves of the Celestial Two remember this chant as it was sung there thousands of years ago.
All around our beautiful planet, for generations unending, this ancient chant pleaded for a loving and guiding connection with the Great Mother of all Creation.
Its words are as old as time itself and they speak the language of the stars – the language of creation – the ancient language. 

 


2. A song for Mother

Lyrics and melody : White Crow, Dov Ahava
Language : Hebrew, English

Voice is calling from within the depths
That's the call of Mother
Fire's burning, water's dark as death
in your heart oh Mother

It's time of returning, come home my child
Thus she says the Mother
All your sufferings shall find their end and die
By the hands of Mother

All I have to offer are my lives
Please accept them Mother
Spin and weave me on the looms of your desires
Love me as you wish Mother

Serving you forever and a day
Your my heart oh Mother
Fire's burning, water's dark as death
I am home again Mother

"We are returning" is not only a name of one of the books I wrote. It is a main dream and lifework of mine and of many, many people around the world.
The old ways of our Mother are returning to the world, women and men of the Lady are reawakening and are beginning to remember, and with them Mother Of All is returning to the consciousness of humanity.
This song is an invitation to come back to her hands and to once more dream her world – the world of The Mother – into the reality of our lives.

 


3.Ichomiya (sacred womb)

Lyrics and melody : Traditional
Language : Ancient Shamanic 

Ichomiya miyo/iyo, Ichomiya miyo/iyo
Ahiyaha Ahomaha

Translation:
My/yours womb (well of wishes), My/yours womb (well of wishes)
My holy ground of love, the place of my worship


This ancient shamanic chant was brought to us by the holy healer-shaman White Crow from the jungles of central and south America.
In our shamanic tradition the womb is the most powerful place in all creation as it is in the womb life is created.
This chant is sung differently by women and men – women sing "Ichomiya miyo" – my womb, and men sing

"Ichomiya iyo" – your womb.
Traditionally, when chanting this delicate chant, women lay their hand on their wombs while their men are standing behind them putting their hands over the hands of the women. A man that has no women partner or women that has lost her womb may put their hands on the earth as the Earth Mother is the sweet womb of us all.

 


4.Celebrating Ta-Ra

Lyrics and melody : White Crow, Dov Ahava
Language : Hebrew 

Translation:
Ta-Ra, stars around her
Glowing with her, making her glow even more
Whispering her hope for the souls around her
The tree of life is embracing her, embracing her
And in her eyes there's a love that creates me anew.

Ta-Ra, serpents around her
Dreaming with her, making her dream even more
With her blessing they give life to all that is magical and wondrous
The tree of life is loving her, loving her
And in her eyes there's a love that creates me anew.

Ta-Ra, worlds around her
Creating with her, making her create even more
Giving birth to her visions into futures that we will someday know
The tree of life is her soul, is her soul
And in her eyes there's a love that creates me anew.

At the very center of our Mother's creation is the sacred and glorious Tree Of Life – an ancient cosmic being, older than time itself, holding in harmony the myriad worlds the creation embraces, and eternally emanating ripples of love, life and hope from the heart of Mother to the far reaches of all realities. The shamanic cosmology knows this being as the axis of life, and indeed of everything that exists.
The holy Tree Of Life has many avatars spread all over Mother's creation, and in the distant past one of them grew on the face of our Mother earth - a holy willow tree that was a physical representation of the cosmic Tree Of Life in our world.

The miraculous Tree Of Life gives birth to unique souls that forever are feminine (and thus always take a feminine body for themselves), to be her messengers amongst the stars, carrying hope wherever they are. The honorable shaman Red Spotted Rock defines hope as the sacred idea that things can be different than they are right now. These women are called: "Keepers of the Tree Of Life".
I am so blessed in this life time, as I share my life with a Kipper of the Tree Of Life for over thirty years now. 
This song celebrates the beloved woman of my life, and all the Keepers of the Tree Of Life in every world and every dimension in the magnificent creation of our beloved Mother.

 


5. A Nabataean blessing

Lyrics and melody : Traditional Nabataean translated into English
Language : English

From your cave of stars
Look upon us with kindness
Oh blessed light
Oh blessed womb
Oh blessed mother
Mother Moon

Many life times ago I was visiting the Nabataean city of Petra. While walking the main road, a young woman approached me and asked in a broken English if I would like to receive a traditional and authentic Nabataean blessing.
Excitingly I said yes and let her lead me to one of the old houses to the right of the road. I was brought to a very old woman covered with black shawls and scarfs who sat on the ground silently.
After some coins exchanged hands, the old woman took my hand in hers and began chanting words looking intensely at me. 
When she was done, the young girl led me back to the main road. Because I wanted to know what sort of blessing did I get, and because I did not speak the Nabataean language, I asked the girl to translate the words that were spoken to me by the old woman, and she gave these words exactly.
The melody for these sacred words was given to me years afterward in the Nabataean desert city of Mamshit. 

6. Adna Lana Rachameha (Lend us mercy)

Lyrics and melody : Traditional Aramaic
Language : Aramaic

Adna lana rachameha – Kosharot
Adna lana brach yadeha – kosharot
Rachameha, brach yadeha adna lana Saharo
Dhab eyneha nash – aho.

Translation:
Lend our womb your sacred blessing – Kosharot
Lend our hands your sacred blessings – Kosharot
Queen of night we’re here to serve you, hear our call oh halo moon
Lend our eyes your love of gold

One of the most ancient and mightiest orders in the current extinct world of The Mother, was the order of the Kosharot.
They were women of power, holiness and beauty who had the talent of summoning to them the blood of the moon, and with that sacred essence heal women, wombs and all issues of fertility, moon-blood (menstrual blood), and all things feminine.
These women knew that the holy moon is a womb of The Mother and as any womb, she bleeds. The blood of the moon is liquid ivory-golden colored beings of holy healing and their name is "Celestial Kosharot".
The women of the order were called "Earthly Kosharot" (their totem animal is the swallow) and they were mystically bonded to the moon and her holy blood, thus brought their healing to our world.
The heart of this magnificent order dwelt in the midst of an ancient cedar wood in the near east region, and when the wood perished by forces of swords and trickery, after thousands of years of blessed doings in our world, the order was shattered to pieces and almost vanished all together.
In the memories of those who remember the world of our Blessed Mother, fragments of that majestic order still lingers and this healing chant is one of them. This is truly a very powerful chant that can induce a profound healing effect in every woman.


7. My Mother the Moon

Lyrics and melody : Traditional Aramaic translated into Hebrew and English
Language : Hebrew, English

My mother, the Moon, is filling my hands with her lights,
And these sacred healings are glowing for you now my child,
Take these Moon beams and breath them my love,
Take these blessings that come from above,
And come back to life – your time here with us is not done.
Feel the hug of the Lady my love, 
Her sacred beauty will open your path,
And come back to life – your time here with us is not done.

Another magical fragment from the glorious order of the Kosharot (more information about it can be found in the footnotes of track number 6) that graced our world long long ago.
This is a part of an ancient healing song that I have translated into Hebrew and English. Miraculously I managed to stay true to both lyrics and melody, and so the song still have true power of healing over the feminine energies of our world.


8.Grandmother Caguana

Lyrics and melody : White Crow, Dov Ahava
Language : Hebrew 

Translation:
Her eyes are so dark – who can know their horizons?
Pearl of the depth – my grandmother Caguana

washing my body away into you
Take my soul, into you
The song of my life is in your hands
My grandmother Caguana, Caguana, Caguana

In between white foam and white moon – she is manifested, sleeping
Dreaming herself into being – my grandmother Caguana

My bones are your bones
My blood is in your corals
The song of my life is in your hands
My grandmother Caguana
washing my body away into you
Take my soul, into you
The song of my life is in your hands
My grandmother Caguana, Caguana, Caguana

At the high tide of visions – she comes into me
She is madness of storms – my grandmother Caguana

All my spells are your treasures
All my futures are your pasts
The song of my life is in your hands
My grandmother Caguana
My bones are your bones
My blood is in your corals
The song of my life is in your hands
My grandmother Caguana
washing my body away into you
Take my soul, into you
The song of my life is in your hands
My grandmother Caguana, Caguana, Caguana

On one of my visits at the Native American Reservation (Categoras res.) in the US, while studying with clan-mother of the wolf clan and elder of the Seneca nation Grandmother Twylah Nitch two wolves, a visitor came on the reservation – the elder and keeper of the tradition of the Taino nation from Puerto Rico – Grandmother Naniki.
This wondrous woman blessed me with some private meeting in which she gifted me some myths and songs for safe keeping. She was the one who introduced me to Caguana – The old woman who is the manifestation of all waters on Mother Earth.
We wrote this song in honour of the sacred Caguana, celebrating Mother Sea who's depths are a sacred womb, and she herself is a reflection of the infinite sea of stars – our whole creation – the beautiful making of our beloved and sacred Cosmic Mother.

 


9.White Horses

Lyrics and melody : White Crow, Dov Ahava
Language : English

Let me share a vision that I’ve seen by the moon
A vision of a future that I hope will come soon
Riding on white horses I’ve seen women of wild
Leaders of our world with stars that shine in their eyes

Galloping white horses
Galloping white horses
Galloping white horses
And far song tonight
Galloping white horses
Galloping white horses
Galloping white horses
And hope is alive

Carrying their banners with the colours so bright
With symbols of The Mother, of magic and light
Covered with tattoos that claims the world is at peace
And Mother Earth is smiling with a sigh of relief

Galloping white horses
Galloping white horses
Galloping white horses
And far song tonight
Galloping white horses
Galloping white horses
Galloping white horses
And hope is alive

As my family migrated to Israel from Russia, I flew to Siberia in search of my shamanic roots, following my father's stories about the beauty of lake Baikal.
I was honoured and blessed to meet shamans and wolf-people who took me on an initiation journey called "Burika". An initiation that brought me in connection with the land of Siberia through depths and pains and an enormous love.
In this sacred journey I was given a vision by the spirits of the land. A vision of the most amazingly beautiful and hopeful future. This song gives words to that vision and to that holy hope.

 


10. Song of the nomad

Lyrics and melody : White Crow, Dov Ahava
Language : Hebrew 

Translation:
I have no path but your path, beloved

You are opening all your ways to me
All your love songs
All the tunes of your heart
And I – enchanted – am following your footsteps

You are opening all your ways to me
And the wind is pulling me again
Singing your beauty
And I – enchanted – am following your footsteps

I have no path but your path
I have no path but your path, beloved

You are opening all your ways to me
Like ribbons they are resting on your body
Inviting into the goodness of your landscapes
And I – enchanted – am following your footsteps

You are opening all your ways to me
Quietly they call me by my name
Inviting me to come closer
And I – enchanted – am following your footsteps

I have no path but your path
I have no path but your path, beloved

I have been a nomad for many a life times. Traditionally, the home of every Ion (Ion is the name of my soul's path and of my true being. It means "Bearer" – as I and all my brothers to the path are vessels bearing the presence of the Cosmic Mother and the memories of her glorious world from place to place and from time to time, bringing them with us to all), is the road.
This song celebrates the road and its beauty and shakes off any shadows of loneliness that sometimes darken the moods of those who's way is the way of the nomads.
This song may also accompany our journeys inwards into ourselves, reminding us our sweet Earth Mother that is always with us (without and within), loving and holding us in our journey forever.

 


11.Good Mother Tanit

Lyrics and melody : Ancient traditional
Language : The Ancient Neolithic of the sacred Mount Meiron

Tahe Tanita-Na Tanit

Translation:
She will rise – Mother Tanita – Tanit

Our Neolithic ancestors of the sacred mountain called her Tanit.
Our Neolithic ancestors of the northern shores of ancient Israel called her Tanita.
She had many names. Such as "Mistress of serpents", "She who blesses", "Mother of the Blue Hand", and many many more.
All the names refer to our Great Mother in her guise of the bearer of blessings, giver of life, and bestower of plenty. Though the Phoenicians were the ones who brought Mother Tanit into the main stage of our world, she was celebrated thousands of years before by those who did not leave physical evidence, but their memories are very potent if you dare to listen. As one who listens, I bring the old echoes back into our modern world that long for those sacred and ancient roots.
This chant invites Good Mother Tanit into our life, into our ceremonial circle, and into our hearts.

 


12. Good Mother Saya

Lyrics and melody : White Crow, Dov Ahava
Language : Hebrew 

Translation:
She is ancient and her eyes are blue
She is as old as a cave
She is the opener of the ways
Good Mother Saya

With pure white wings she ascends from the frost
And her snow whitens the whole world
With wings of lights she embraces the darkness
And then blessings fill the lives of all

Patroness of madness and wonder
Bestowing lights on every child-birthing
Sending the birds of Shahin on all winds
Good Mother Saya

With pure white wings she ascends from the frost
And her snow whitens the whole world
With wings of lights she embraces the darkness
And then blessings fill the lives of all

The ancient ancestors who lived thousands of years before us on the sacred Mount Meiron celebrated Mother Saya. This is a primordial and forgotten guise of the Cosmic Mother: a huge and majestic white-bird-woman.
She is the patroness of women, children, mad people and all the "others" of the tribe.
From her spread wings snow falls on the mountain and the whole world, her sacred blessings – she sends them on the four winds, as she does with her mystical birds – Shahin – the birds covered with black fur – so they will eat stars and then spit them as lightnings falling on the land and over our heads, so that we can dream our futures.
Saya is the face of gentle love and healing of the First Mother, and is the root of many festivities.
Blessings to Mother Saya

 


13.In honour of Mother Saya

Lyrics and melody : Ancient traditional
Language : The Ancient Neolithic's of the sacred Mount Meiron

Saya-Na de nedada
Saya-Na bimatiya
Ah – Saya-Na, Ah – Saya-Na

Translation:
Mother Saya bringer of snow
Mother Saya opener of the cave of elders/holy womb (two meanings of the words "bima tiya")

This is a very ancient chant inviting and celebrating Good Mother Saya – Holy Bird Mother – whom our Neolithic ancestors loved and adore on the sacred Mount Meiron.
This version of the chant was sung at the beginning of Saya's days of power (from Winter solstice to the Spring equinox).
The other version of the chant – very mellow, quiet and gentle, was sung around woman who were giving life at the most sacred and primordial ceremony of all – giving birth – asking blessed Saya to keep safe both mother and new born.
In the more rhythmic version this chant opens the people and the whole circle to the wondrous blessings of Mother Saya, to her sacredness, and to her ancient presence, so that we all may dwell in the majestic lights of Mother of All.
Blessings to Mother Saya

 


14. All My Lives  Are Yours

Lyrics and melody : White Crow, Dov Ahava (and a special thank to Shir Arava who remembered the ancient tune)
Language : Hebrew, English

All my lives are yours my one true love
All my lives are yours my one true love
Every simple dream I have in me
Every tune my heart has sung
All my lives are yours my one true love

At one of our shamanic full moon ceremonies Shir Arava (a woman of spirit and wonderful melodies) remembered an old old tune of distant shining stars. With her permission we took this heart opening tune and wove the whole chant around it.
Years, generations, life times after life times, eons, I walk this beautiful creation and my lives belongs to the one who gave birth to it, and still birthing it to this day – SHE. My lives are not mine for a long time now – they are hers because I gave them to her. I gave them to her of my own free will, out of devotion and of true love that ebbs from the depths of my heart and soul.
Her wishes are my wishes, her bidding are my treasures to fulfill and experience the absolut joy of being in her service.
I love the Cosmic Mother – Mother of All – my Mother.


15. Lullaby to the love of my life

Lyrics and melody : White Crow, Dov Ahava
Language : Hebrew 

Translation:
Until the very last tree would loose the last of its leaf
Until all stars above will dim and fade away
Until the last of my breath
You are in my heart and are my beloved

Until the day of death of mother of all sunrises
Until the edge of despair of the words we have forgotten
Until the end of the mad dream I call my life
You are in my heart and are my beloved

Writing this humble and simple song, I was inspired by the love of my life in this world – Keeper of the Tree of Life – Ta-Ra Ahava.
I am so very blessed living with a woman that is the best thing that happened to me in this life, and after more than thirty years she still is the best thing there is.
All that is good in me – it is thanks to you my love, and you are in my heart like roots of a tree that has lived thousands of years – deep and strong, and I am humbled and grateful.
You are always in my heart and forever loved.

 


16.Holy Baalat

Lyrics and melody : Traditional Canaanite
Language : Canaanite

Baalat chaim

Translation:
Mistress of all, giver of life

Many life times ago while I was roaming this land, I came to a hill that was known (and is known by that name to this day) as "The Hill of Baalah". "Baalah" is one of the local names for the Eternal Mother and translates to: Mistress of all, the Sovereign, Lady of everything.
As the sacred name suggests, she is the one who gives us life.
Other names for her are "Baalat Atirat Yam" – She Who Walks Upon The Sea, and "She Who Rides Lions". As the one who walks upon the sea, she is the lady of the enormous womb on the face of Mother Earth as the sea is a womb that bring forth life. That wavy womb also mirrors the eternal sea of stars above us which is the sacred womb of the First Mother of All.
As a rider on lions she is the sovereign of this land as lions always represented the status of the one who is in charge of the land, and the people who live upon her. 
Thus, Baalah is the one who embraces the land and humanity so that our everyday life would be loving and prosperous.
When I climbed the hill while the crescent moon was above me, under the sacred Goddess tree that was adorn with ribbons and many offerings, sat a man and in his arms was his very sick child, and he was chanting this exact simple yet so very powerful chant.
He was begging for healing and life for his son.
I sat beside him quietly, and in my heart I asked Mother to fill the child with her holy light. At one point I joined in the chant filling the words with that same intention.
When dawn broke the child opened his eyes, and it seemed that the worst is over and that he is on his way to full recovery.
Before the two left the place, the father hugged me to his heart and kissed me on my forehead thanking me for my help and prayers. The two went down the hill and out of my life. What fate did father and son met, I know not. I was left with the chant, with the sacredness, with my burning forehead that was kissed so honestly, with love and with a genuine gratitude.


17. Holy Asherah

Lyrics and melody : Traditional Acadian
Language : Acadian

Asherah Atirat Yam, Baalat Etz-Chayim
Asherah Ella Raba, Saharah Konat Purim
Asherah, Asherah, Etz-Chayim, Etz-Chayim
Asherah, Asherah, Konat Purim, Konat Purim

Translation:
Asherah Walker on seas, Mistress of the Tree Of Life
Asherah Goddess of Plenty, Crescent Moon, Mother of destinies
Asherah, Asherah, Tree Of Life, Tree Of Life
Asherah, Asherah, Mother of destinies, Mother of destinies

Asherah – She Who Holds the Cosmic Laws – is the name many of the ancient people gave the Great Mother Of Us All.
Asherah is the infinite womb, Asherah is the moon, sea and all waters, Asherah is the embodiment of the center of creation and existence – The Sacred Tree Of Life – apex of all, around which everything spirals, turns and dances itself into being.
Asherah was celebrated not only at her magnificent temples (most of those temples were a sort of a retreat where people could come for healing, quiet time, spend time with the priestesses and priests, study the ways of the Sacred Mother, or simply experience a time of sacredness), but also on sacred hills, and around her holy trees – The Goddess Tree. Under these holy trees the ancient tribes danced, sang and celebrated life and Asherah herself, and there, were also her Oracles – mysterious women who were Asherah's voices in this world.
Asherah is the Earth Mother, Asherah is the Cosmic Mother, Asherah is the Sacred Tree Of Life, Asherah is Love.

 


18.Blessed Inanna

Lyrics and melody : White Crow, Dov Ahava
Language : Hebrew, English

Mistress of the loving land – we are calling Inanna
Goddess of the moon and sun - we are calling Inanna

Bless us with your milk of stars – Holy Mother
Bless us with your milk of stars – Holy Mother
Inanana Inanana Inanna

Descend upon us from above - we are calling Inanna
With songs of life and death and love - we are calling Inanna

Bless us with your milk of stars – Holy Mother
Bless us with your milk of stars – Holy Mother
Inanana Inanana Inanna

All healing comes from your good hands - we are calling Inanna
And your spirit guides the midwife’s hands - we are calling Inanna

Bless us with your milk of stars – Holy Mother
Bless us with your milk of stars – Holy Mother
Inanana Inanana Inanna

Eons ago, in the past so distant we cannot grasp the concept of it, The Mother ended me completely and wholly, and then gave birth to me anew as an Ion. SHE created me to be the bearer of her blessing, her presence, and the memories of her world, through the whole of creation. Our Loving Mother bestowed upon me the gift of memory – memory of my own past lives as well as clear memories of the past lives of those whom I spent time with. With this she sent me to roam the whole of creation as a nomad.
As the process of birthing into physical bodies involves great efforts that weaken the memories and diminish the power of Mother's gift, like all Ions, I had to go through an initiation to remember myself and to come back home to me, to my gift and to Mother. On planet Earth this initiation was done in ancient times on a blessed island known today as "Iona". With the coming on Christianity to this world and the taking of this island by its priests, the initiation moved to the private homes of the amazing women of The Mother – priestesses, witches, healers, and other women of power and beauty.
In one of my life times here on Mother Earth, I was initiated into my memories by three magnificent and huge hearted sisters who were the guardian of one of the sacred Eye Of Umnan : Nera, Dialtah, and Feya.
These three glorious women have taken me into their home (in Italy of today) and made me into a man of love, high values, and with quite impressive powers.
In the extensive library in their mansion I found an ancient scroll with writings in a language I didn’t recognize. I asked my benefactors for a translation and they read the following:
"All healing comes from your good hands
And your spirit guides the midwife’s hands"
I was made to understand that this is a remnant from an adoration song in honour of Inanna – Queen Of Heaven And Earth – Bestower of blessings upon all women, The Lady who has no fear of her own darkness, She who milks her own breast and shower the goodness of her blessed milk upon our heads.
Those few words were carved into me for thousands of years, and now, together with the blessed shaman and graceful healer – White Crow, we wove around them this whole song of calling and celebrating blessed Inanna.
May we all bath in the milk of the Blessed Inanna forever.


19. A song for Mount Tavor

Lyrics and melody : White Crow, Dov Ahava
Language : Hebrew 

Translation:
The hearts of all rocks
They too cherish the memory
Of the world that once was and is no more
Roots of thousands of trees
They too still dream the dream
That was alive here once and now is gone from us

My mother's face are still smiling at me from all directions
And her beauty still haunts me to this day 
The sacred mountain is still here, still here
And your jade-green kind eyes are still whispering to me

Even after all these times
Our ancient tribe is still alive
And in the silence between all storms keeps the ember alive and safe
From many a distant places
We will gather from all the worlds
And rekindle your love, mother, to be our sovereign

My mother's face are still smiling at me from all directions
And her beauty still haunts me to this day 
The sacred mountain is still here, still here
And your jade-green kind eyes are still whispering to me

Mount Tavor is sacred.
From the prehistoric times of our ancient grandmothers, the shamans called it "Turtle Mount" recognizing its holiness, made pilgrimage to its summit, so they could perform hidden rituals and ceremonies that cross time and space.
Tavor is one of the guardians of the blessed Earth Mother hearts, as under its deepest roots is one of Mother Earth's hearts, beating in its most holy green lights.
This magnificent green light of sacredness and love pulses unstoppable and reaching enormous distance in all directions, bringing the goodness of Mother to us all.


20. Elom – The one who awakens time and time again

Lyrics and melody : White Crow, Dov Ahava
Language : Hebrew 

Translation:
Your path is the path of worlds – full of challenges and treasures
Path of hearts, path of memories – this is the path of my life
Path of hearts, path of memories – this is the path of my life

In your footsteps I shall always walk
Time and time I will follow the kindness of your eyes
Through fire and through waters, on top of mountains and in deserts
All my yesterdays are yours and so are all my tomorrows

Your path is the path of times – entwines between all ages
Path of landscapes, path of mists – this is my path for all eternity
Path of landscapes, path of mists – this is my path for all eternity

In your footsteps I shall always walk
Time and time I will follow the kindness of your eyes
Through fire and through waters, on top of mountains and in deserts
All my yesterdays are yours and so are all my tomorrows

Elom is a dear and beloved brother.
He is in service to the sacred Mother Mammoth – the embodiment of abundance and blessing in our world.
Mother Mammoth is the one who, in her kindness, makes sure we always have more then we really need.
Our definition of abundance: celebrating all that is.
Thank you beloved sacred Mother Mammoth.

 


21. Airsheban (Hope)

Lyrics and melody : Traditional
Language : An Ancient Language

 

Airsheban, airsheban, airsheban, 
Airsheban, airsheban, airsheban, 
Naho naheye, heye, heye
Airsheban
Ete tinaya, ete timaya
Airsheban 

Translation:
All will be good, all will be good, all will be good
All will be good, all will be good, all will be good
Even when we will travel, travel far and wide
All will be good
Even if we will never come back but we will still walk the path of The Mother
All will be good

Many life times ago I was brought to the blessed island Iona to be mentored, at the time when Mahula was the oldest of the women on the island and thus was our leader. This black, large bodily and most loving hearted woman was a daughter of Mother Sea and sister to the moon and crabs – she was in service of Mother Sea.
Mahula was the one who gave me and all the people of the island this song and we loved it so, we sang and danced it many many times in our ceremonies and celebrations.


22. Ber no Mama (dream us) – closing

Lyrics and melody : Traditional
Language : The Ancient Language 

Ber no Mama, Ber no Mama
Shakimo Uma

Translation:
Talk to us Earth Mother
Dream us Great Mother

Beloved Mother, Great Goddess, Eternal Lady, SHE
Here is my one dream and heart's desire:
That we will remember you, remember us with you and through you and in you.
That we will wake up from this nightmare of forgetfulness and return into your loving embrace.
That we will let go of power, war and conquest and return to you, to your way and to your world.
I love you always and I am yours for all eternity.