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
You will have the opportunity to specify the purpose of your donation (Spiral Dance Tickets, Limited edition art) on the Paypal page
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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Weaver, Weaver
Weaver, Weaver
Traditional/New words by Starhawk
Arranged by Evelie Posch
Copyright © Michael Rauner
CHORUS:
Weaver, Weaver weave her thread,
Whole and strong into your web
Healer, Healer, heal her pain,
In love may she return again
VERSES:
We are dark and we are bright
We are formed from earth and light
From joy and pain our lives are spun
But all too soon the spinning ís done
No one knows why we are born
A web is made a web is torn
Like wandering seabirds we alight
And rest one moment then take flight
So may we find the hidden way
Beyond the gates of night and day
To that sweet land where apples grow
And endless healing waters flow
And at that spring may we drink deep
And wake to dream, and die to sleep
And dreaming weave another form
A shining thread of life reborn
Weaver, Weaver weave her thread,
Whole and strong into your web
Healer, Healer, heal her pain,
In love may she return again
We are dark and we are bright
We are formed from earth and light
From joy and pain our lives are spun
But all too soon the spinning ís done