First Quarter Moon: Speaking to the Righteous

Whale song

I switched to the other of my neighborhood lake this week and walked around Bde Maka Ska rather than Lake Harriet. The language on the newly dedicated sign is Dakota. Find out more about this artwork here.

The language of love is a liminal space. I heard that somewhere, but I don’t remember where (memory is liminal too). Language itself is liminal. A threshold to the next thing, always changing as it is employed as the vehicle to meaning. We humans use it tons and make it new as we go, as we connect with others, as we define the things we are ever creating. Therefore it belongs here in the first quarter space, along with dreams, and nighttime, and owl.

Along that vein, whale is the record keeper, carrying the history of Mother Earth within its baleen. It was said to have once walked on land, a mammal that returned to the sea. Whale stays in touch with the motherland, Mu, which has sunk under the ocean, and its song tells the story of turtle island. Whale uses her sounds at both high and low frequencies to heal us all.