The Moors, 1990. Jean Claude Photographercroped.
[Author’s Note: Cypress was an older divorced woman, about my age, in her late 60’s, living in Bolinas, California, a wonderful village, filled with creative/hippy like folks. The way into Bolinas was to follow the sign, BOLINAS, on a cutoff from Highway one. The townsfolk, preferring their own company, took the sign down regularly. I was living in Berkeley at the time and often spent the night with Cypress in her sturdy redwood home–already deep in my journey. This letter came from my heart to hers. March, 1997, Mendocino]
I’ve been thinking about you and wanted to drop you a little note. Thank you so much for your gracious hospitality, once again. Good to connect with you . . . and get more of a sense of who you are. Takes time for people to get acquainted, don’t you agree? Continue reading
“We are a Circle of Healers,” by Janie Rezner
music pours from open hearts, beauty surrounds our open wounds
bathing us all in the warmest of waters
in a balm of love,
bathing us that we might become a circle of healers
a circle of healers with bells, ringing the good news in!
In the beginning was the LIGHT
the light shone forth in all directions
creatures great and small, basking in the light
resting upon the earth like babes nestled against their mother’s breast
were utterly at peace Continue reading
Speaking at Rally to Commemorate the Bombing of Hiroshima, Aug 4, 2001 in Fort Bragg
“She Walks Upon the Earth” © Janie Rezner
I remember as a child going out into the pasture one warm summer evening after dinner, and climbing up on a gate, gazing into the pink and gold streaked western sky, wondering where God was. “Are you there?” I spent quite a while on that gate, gazing upward. I know my son, as a child, held similar conversations, as he gazed into the night sky from his bed.
All children, if allowed to be, are deeply religious before they’ve been dulled out. It comes with the territory for after all, they are only recently on this side. My then 12-year-old grandson in Davenport, Iowa, called some years ago to tell me that something was coming in the mail for me. He said, much to my surprise, that he had been listening to my CD, Oquawka Speaks the Words and Music of Mother God, and that his favorite song was “Letter to Ed”.
Performance at Matriarchal Studies Conference, May 2012
Read Meet Mago Contributor Janie Rezner.
Genevieve Vaughan with programmer Janie Rezner on Women’s Voices, KZYX radio:
Read Meet Mago Contributor Genevieve Vaughan and Meet Mago Contributor Janie Rezner.
Painting: The Renaissance Woman – The figure, 6 ft tall and wide
“With her feet planted firmly on the ground, her breasts and womb for all to see, her womb with its new creation, her right hand holding the moon and stars, her left arm, strong and earthy, her ‘motherly side,’ cutting through the chaos as she rises up out of Hell!”
A Journey to the Heart of Things
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The video is my 20 minute performance at the Matriarchal Studies Conference held at San Francisco’s Fishermans Wharf on May 10, 2012. I am singing, accompanying myself on synthesizer, and also playing my ocarina. Continue reading