Whale song
Our songs fuels your curiosity?
The spiraling tones of temporal time
sings us into form.
We sing our family into place- time-space and you hear
the geometry of shared history
of our family trees ancestry
anchoring the song lines of a shared reality.
Acoustic Grace dancing into oceanic motion..
seeding the sea with future memories.
Yet Listen close between the notes
that holds your “junk” DNA...
Weaving and unraveling, stitching and spiraling
nodes that hold the next tone
as the tension of magnetic resistance becomes your awakening assistance into existence
as the next possibility of our family-tree
expresses through the …
we
and tethers you to the fathoms of beauty that is expressed as you today.
To THIS day.
Now.
The awakening dream we weave within the tapestry
of sound in a multidimensional murmuration
of our expressed light in flight..
Which creates… you.
Complete-ly,.. unique-ly
We.
Now, pluck your staccatoed tone from the symphonic tapestry
and you will see within this liquid memory…
that you are not alone as a tone but a magical molecular myriad
of over 38 trillion bacterium with fungi and viruses and cells connected to
321 trillion cubic MILES of H2O
singing us..
remembering us..
HOME.
A home tone.
The double is weaving to triple within your own DNA,
as new aminos unlock and sing life into ancient form..
And we offer our song as witness
of our shared sacred existence
perfected by your original symphonic mastery
of the sacred family tree.
Sing with me
Sing your future memories along the scaffolding of
polynucleic polymers as your promise of potential
guides you to our spiraling symmetrical symphony.
You may place your technologies upon me,
fueled by your curiosity
and remembered discoveries..
But we invite you to
place your grace
into the waters and be guided by our song
to your own unique tonal frequencies
that create our future history..
of WE.
WE are this song of sacred geometry
Guiding us Together.
To Gather.
You too are singing yourself into form…
now into the here
and here into the now…
So
Hear yourself
You are harmonizing..
flowing home
To Dance in the depths with us in the S-E-E.
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WHALE SONG
During a gathering bringing together a global regeneration alliance between several incredible global organizations committed to bioregional resilience, I sat with a member of the Indigenous Knowledge Systems (IKS) Lab which is a organization where Indigenous practitioners and wisdom apply their thinking and systems to different contexts around the world. We were going through an exercise creating a bioregional hub based in Humpback whale territory along the Sydney coast.
Before the design began, Parul and I smile at each other and I sit down on the floor next to him, our paper and pens ready. His smile is contagious as if he is constantly hearing an inside joke from the land around him. As he walks, I witness him as the edges of him melts slightly, merging with the river, or the banana tree as he moves about. As we ready ourselves to begin, we know we must have the voices of those who are the center of this process. If we ever want to help anyone, they must have the greatest voice. Parul calls in the great teacher spirit of the whale. And we spent the afternoon crafting a design that could support the whales… the management of the oceans, sounds/ bioacoustics, traffic/ fishing nets, food sources, birthing grounds, migration routes and more.
That night I dream of floating eye to eye with a great father whale, and I awake. Energy poured through me and this is what came through, listening to the jungle singing in the night and hearing the whale song echoing through me. I spent about 30 minutes writing as the spiraling temporal tones magnetically made their way to … words.
Thank you to the whales who continue to teach us, guide us and may we protect them and support them, for their life is our own.