This poem was written by Jeanne d’Orge – the woman that built my home in 1957 for her art studio! She was a wild woman with a wild spirit!
I can feel her wandering around the Standing Stones sometimes. Whispering in my dreams, continue on daughter the road is open!
May all be safe and protected from the wild elementals!
Earth I come to you.
You the spirit
You the Unknown
You the centered one
Whom they call by name
Oh Great Mother…
The beginning of us all.
Earth I come to you
I call you to come forth
From your deepness
I claim your recognition.
I am to build me a small square house
For work…for praise…
For mirth and a resting place
And for this I ask protection.
I pray you
Let the powers, your forces
Your fierce elementals
Your fires and winds and waters,
Your lightning and thunderbolts
Your cloudbursts and your earthquakes
Let them pass me by…
Turn their heads the other way….
Deal Gently with my small square house
And the land surrounding it.
And for these neighbors buildings
On this square of land
Encircled by the hills
For these too I ask your recognition
Your blessing and protection…
And for all beasts and birds and insects
Together with all humans on this place,
That we may be companioned by your wisdom
And your beauty and your love
So….again I press my spade into your soil…
Again…I claim your recogntion
June 8th, 1957
Painting by Jeanne d’Orge