2011 Intention
With our Beloved Dead we dance the spiral, honoring the cycle of life, death and rebirth. Together we wake up and hear Earth's call to action and become the heras of a new story !Donate
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Admission
This ritual is Bay Area Reclaiming’s largest fundraiser for the year, and supports many of our other activities, courses, ritual, and resources.
General Admission is sliding scale $20-$100+
For Online tickets:We will send an email response to confirm the purchase and number of tickets. Don't Panic ! Your tickets will be held at Will Call available for pick up at the venue on October 29th.
When and where
Doors open at 6 PM Ritual begins at 7:30 PM
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See Also
The God Song
Words: Starhawk; Music: Michael Charnes
Copyright © Michael Rauner
Shay: first two verses through “I’m still calling to you.”
Peter on harmony
Bill: “I’m not what you expect to see” verse
George: “I’m the word” verse
Dale & Shay: “I’m the wild bird” verse
Jed & Thistle: “The sun arises” verse
Men: “I am the honey taste” verse
Oh, people, why is it so hard
For you to open your eyes and see me?
Oh, people, how can you believe
That the names they’ve taught you describe me?
I am more than you know
How does the seed begin to grow?
When you drink the poisoned water, you can’t taste the river
And you can never hold me in a hand that cannot open
Don’t think that I don’t need you
I’m always reaching for you
Don’t think that I don’t want you
I am still calling to you
Don’t think that I don’t want you
I am still calling to you
Mary Ellen plays all this above alone, then percussion comes in with Karachi in the following verses
I am not what you expect to see
I will never tell you what to be
Look outside every boundary
Where there’s nothing to hold to, there I’ll be.
There is no end to the circle, no end
There is no end to life, there is no end
I’m the word that you can’t define
I’m the color that runs outside the line
I’m the shiver running up your spine
Break the pattern, I’ll make a new design
There is no end to the circle, no end
There is no end to life, there is no end
I am the wild bird that won’t be tamed
The desires that you don’t need to name
I’m the branch that becomes the flame
When the fire’s done burning, I remain.
There is no end to the circle, no end
There is no end to life, there is no end
The sun arises and descends,
The seasons turn and turn again
The circle has no end
There is no end to life, there is no end
There is no end to the circle, no end
There is no end to life, there is no end
For all proceeds from me and all returns
All that returns to me comes forth again
The circle has no end
There is no end to life, there is no end
There is no end to the circle, no end.
There is no end to life, there is no end.
I am the honey taste of passion’s heat,
the fear running through your heartbeat,
I am dancing through your lightened feet,
desire so fierce and love so sweet.
There is no end to the circle, no end.
There is no end to life, there is no end.
I am the honey taste of passion’s heat,
the fear running through your heartbeat,
I am dancing through your lightened feet,
desire so fierce and love so sweet.
And you can touch me with your hands
Reach out and take the hand of a friend
There is no end to the circle, no end
There is no end to life, there is no end
And you can touch me with your hands
Reach out and take the hand of a friend
There is no end to the circle, no end
There is no end to life, there is no end
And you can touch me with your hands
Reach out and take the hand of a friend
There is no end to the circle, no end
There is no end to life, there is no end