Hi Everyone! It’s a week since we were cavorting creatively in Chesterblade Green Heart Centre and I’m pleased to leave you with a few memories on this page (and a simple feedback form!)
You’ll find photos of your installations and rituals (right click on the photos you want to download) your Earth poems; a link to join Michael’s mailing list if you’d like to and the feedback form down at the bottom.
The Photos
The Poems
Please send corrections if we misheard anything!
The fox woman stepped out into the world into a world that was fresh and new I know that feeling
The world …..(if this is yours and you can remember the word we didn’t catch let me know email me and I will update the document)
Don't fear change I can decide Look for the magic
Brave fox woman creates her own dreams The story is about bravery for me Mother Earth has been brave but now she is fed up with putting up with all our shit
The discarded pelts watched as she turned into a fox I would like to be able to dig like a fox in the white snow
The Earth felt the star fall and let it go I slipped back into my natural skin I stepped out to meet the Earth
I bought the stars down to Earth to rebirth More snow fell The imprint disappeared
I believe in stars so tread gently on the Earth The woman felt the fox skin settle around her and knew this was for her
I am trying to remember where I have heard the story before The Earth is rich and gives us everything we need
I have used ravens mask as the mask of the bringer I have told ravens story The people's promise was not to take more than was needed
The skin of slain animals hang there in a row I grieve that the animals have been skinned to give me these chances I give thanks for what the Earth gives
As a woman she was trapped but as a fox she escaped I wonder why the man hid his beauty The snow caps are melting too fast
The woman soaked up fox medicine I wonder about the story of the man The Earth is full of potential
The snowy footprint ....... as it hovered above the ground I would like to travel with the star The Earth shifts beneath us (if this is yours and you can remember the word we didn’t catch let me know michael@michaelharvey.org and I will update the document)
The fox padded freely across the expanse of white snow I wonder what it feels like to rise like a star The Earth holds much knowledge that we do not know