Eagle Dance, 6th July 2011, Co. Wicklow, Eiru
Prayers in Irish
A Sceach Naofa, is tú an nasc idir an Fhlaithis agus an Talamh. Eascaíonn tú duinn ár gcroíthe a oscailt agus aithne a chur ar iltomhais an tSeanmháthar. Iarrann tú orainn le damsha, le taistil le sciath agus le rún leo siúd a shealbhaíonn an talamh ar iontaobhas naofa. Iarrann tú orainn an cúntant naofa idir fireann agus baineann, idir an talamh agus a cinne daona, a dhuiseacht le damsha. Iarrann tú orainn damsha a dhéanamh chun an Croí Ghlas a chéiliúradh, an pointe ciúin idir an t-am atá thart agus an todchaí agus muid ag déanamh aisling do shlí na h-áilleachta. Cloiseann an glaoch agus tagann muid chun damsha a dhéanamh i gcomóradh ar an Damhsa Iolair arís agus ár gcroíthe lán le buíochas as ucht seodra an bhliain anuraidh. Déanann muis damsha arís ar son inchollú an bposadh naofa leis an talamh.
Damhsaimid chun a choimead socair i rith na hamanna clamprach seo, ag damhsa lena duile, tine, talmhú, uisce agus aer, ag tógáil ceim ar aghaidh go saoirse, go slíanna éatar, ag athchuiringt cosán an chroí iomlan, le talún agus muintir talúnta. Choimeadaimid istigh aoibhnis an tsaoil, ag mothú áilleacht an gluaisecht agus muirniu an talún thíos faoin ár gcosa. Damhsaimid don phoc fhiáin, do na seancrainn agus bealí uisce an tír seo. Damhsaimid do filleadh an iolar, do cheiliura an londubh agus don chór dóchasach.
Dheanfaidh muid damhsa don scéal úr, dearadh an fuinneamh do na laetha amach roinn, scéal grásta, faoi shuaimhneas, le áilleacht, croí agus saoirse. Tá amhráin ceannasach Éiriú le cloisteal ó gach chearn agus le achan choiscéim speighfamid an ceol fan tír go léir, ag cheillúradh le na n’deartháira agus deirfiúra as na domhain go léir .
Deanfaidh muid an damhsa le grá , leis an scéála theannamh inar g’croíthe agus sa Bhriongloid, go ndeanfáidh páistí an lae máraigh éisteacht, cuairt agus muinín beannaithe a bhaint as. Scairt ar an eala grásta ar eiteog an Bhroingloid, ag iompair na g’cogarnaigh trasna an Fhial, ag cuimhniú ar na sean scealtá. Deanfamid na comharthaí rúndiamhair a mhuscailt agus an crionnacht a chuir le chéile. Dheanfaimid damhsa le h’aghaid Tine na b’Páistí, le bladhaire chlaochlaigh a lasadh , go n’doighfaidh sé na cúiseanna a choinneacheas an dochar ar shiúl ó phaistí na domhain go léir.
Tiocfaimid san méid atá ionainn, leanaí naofa de neamh agus talún, chun ceiliuradh na ndaoine a dhéanamh, ag dul i leith na Cine Seanóra, in onóir ár dtalún is ár gCónaisc agus leagan amach dena cosain a thugadh sinne don áit seo. Sínfimid dona teagasc d'Uisneach, Brú na Bóinne, na háiteanna naofa d'Éiriú ; sinfimid dona paidreacha tógtha sna tobair naofa, a Stonehenge, Twotihuacán, an Pirimid Mór de Giza.
Damhsaimid sa Damhsa Iolair seo i gceiliúradh an Droichead Dea-Dhathach, don mhuscailt agus tógadh foirm dona síolta ó SeanAthair, lán buiochasch dona hiomaí a bhí ag damhsa cheana , lán buíochasach d'ár deartaireacha is d'ár deirfiúireacha in Oileán an Turtar, na hOileáin Beannaithe agus gach uile talún, a bhfuil ag sealbhadh done Cúigiú Domhain de Suaimhneas. Damhsaimid i mbúiochas d'áilleacht an fís d'ár nanamacha, díreach mar a chuirfimid dúshlán faoí na namhaide ata ionainn , siadsan a cuireann dallach dubh orainn maidir le scaradh agus mórchúis. Damhsaimid d'ár gcomphobal, d'ár gclainne don SeanMhathair. Damhsaimid go n'aithneoimid ár náite i bhFainne an mBeatha agus Fáinne an mBeatha ionainn.
Táimid ag damhsa, agus muid ag onoirí na laochra a chuaigh romhain, na sinsir fhiorchroí, agus muid ag damhsa chun an fhullaingt a bhí, atá agus a bheidh ann, a scaoileadh. Taimid ag damhsa mar muintir atá oscailte do glór ár anamacha, atá ag preabadh do dhrumma naofa an chroí.
Sínimíd ár lámha trasna na h-uiscí chuig an darach naofa Llancayo, chuig an doire naofa sin a choinníonn na beannachtai agus creathlacha an iliomaid damhsa. Ag féachaint leis an droichead idir ár dtailte a athbnú, ag fí beannachti agus onoruithe an da crioch le chéile mar chairdeas laidir.Dhá cuasán an chroí preabach mar saoirse agus fhlaitheas gach ni a mhaireann. Ag eileamh ar lasra gorm an talamh seo agus lasra na réalta gorma ar ionú in áilleacht a tabhairt, a fhógraíonn breacadh an cuigiu ghrian agus éirí na seanmháthair í féin.
Donar nGaolta go Léir, Aho Mitakuye Oyasin, Blessed Be
Prayers in English
Sacred Hawthorn, you are the axis mundi between Heaven and Earth, a nexus between the realms and you call us to the dance, to travel with shield and intent, with those who hold the land in sacred trust. You call us to dance awake the sacred covenant between male and female, between the land and her people, to dance in celebration of the Emerald Heart, the still point between the past and the future, as we dream forth a path of beauty. We hear the call and we come to dance in celebration of the holding of this Eagle Dance yet again, with deep gratitude in our hearts for the jewels of last year. We dance once more for the embodiment of the sacred marriage with the land.
We dance for the steady place of holding in these turbulent times, dancing with the elements of Fire, Earth, Water and Air , stepping forward into freedom, into the ways of Ether, reclaiming the way of being of one heart with the land and the peoples. We hold within the ecstasy of life, feeling the joy of movement and the caress of the earth beneath our feet. We dance for the wild stag of the forests, for the ancient trees and waterways of this land. We dance for the return of the Eagle, for the blackbird’s warble, for the chorus of hope.
We dance for a new story, designing our energy for the coming times, a story of grace, peace, beauty, heart and freedom. To reach and to listen to the songs of sovereignty that Éiriú is singing and with each footstep to sing this story back to her, to send it across the land so all the brothers and sisters of all of the worlds may listen and celebrate. We dance that all may love this story enough to take it to their hearts and into their Dreaming so that the children of tomorrow will hear it, be called and be held in the sacred trust of its resonance. Calling to the grace of Swan, travelling on its wings into the dreamtime, carrying the whisperings across the Veil, we dance in the remembrances woven into the ancient stories. Awakening the mysteries of their symbols, and embodying their wisdom. We dance to fuel the Children’s fire, to ignite the flames of transformation that will burn away all that causes harm to the children of all the worlds.
We come as all that we are, Sacred children of Earth and Star, to celebrate our Peoples, joining with the Elder Races, to honour our Lands and our Bondings and the setting out of the pathways that have brought us to this place. We reach out to the teachings of Uisneach, Brú na Bóinne, the sacred places of this land, to the prayers carried in the holy wells, to Stonehenge, Teotihuacán, the Great Pyramid of Giza. We dance this Eagle dance in celebration of the Rainbow Bridge, for the awakening and embodiment of Grandfather’s seeds, in gratitude to the many who have danced before us, to our Brothers and Sisters in Turtle Island, the Blessed Isles and every land, who hold for the birth of the Fifth World of Peace. We dance in gratitude for the beauty of each of our soul’s dreams, as we challenge the enemies within ourselves that create illusions of separation and self-importance. We dance for our communities, our clans, and for Grandmother Earth. Dancing to know our place within the circle of life, and the circle of life within ourselves.
We dance, honouring the warriors of the past, those ancestors of pure heart, and we dance to release the suffering of past present and future in this moment of time. We dance as a people open to our own souls’ voice, beating through the sacred drum of the heart. We reach across the waters to the Sacred Oak of Llancayo, to that sacred Oak grove that holds the blessings and templates of many dances. Seeking to reform the bridge between our lands, weaving the blessings and the honouring of both into a strong alliance. The two chambers of a beating heart standing for freedom and sovereignty for all sentient life. Calling to the Blue Flame of this land and the Flame of the Blue Star to bring the purification in beauty that heralds the dawn of the 5th Sun and the ascension of the Grandmother herself.b
Do mo Ghaolta go léir, For all my relations, Aho Mitakuye Oyasin.