Last week was spent saving our cow, Lady Susan’s life. Around the clock, under the full moon, she and I toiled and bonded to bring life back into her.
This week, she lost her wee beautiful heifer, who we called Rosie, and buried near our garden. It was a tender experience.
Lady Susan is doing well. Her vitality increases by the hour, and now that we have all the foreign debris out of her (that she no doubt ate as a young curious heifer on the large dairy farm she was born on), she has a new lease on life. I love to see her saucy spunk back.
We are putting in the garden this weekend… enough food to feed our family for the long winter. A massive, but very satisfying job.
As we approach Pentecost... just two weeks away, I wonder what is being made new amidst the upheaval and confusion. What is the Mystery up to, even as it "suffers with"?
In the meantime, I want you to hear an unmastered portion of my version of If It Be Your Will by Leonard Cohen, which will be on the new album, Hymns From the Icons.
I was hoping for a May 27th release, but what is interesting about new models taking shape in lieu of the way “things have always been done”, is that: you are on this journey with me, and I am on this journey with you, and because my beautiful Jersey milk cow was sick, I couldn’t record music at the same time. There’s something organic and beautiful about how this is unfolding … not constantly basing all that we make on “efficiency” and “productivity”.
I know what it feels like to be a “product”. To walk on stage with a horrible cold, perhaps even mourning the death of someone, or in a state of forsakenness, and trying to pour myself out, so ticket buyers don’t feel cheated.
We are so accustomed to impersonal connections when it comes to exchange that we tend to speak or write in short and demanding ways, especially when it comes to customer service. In the wake of the covid-19 shutdown in India, millions of people who sat in dire conditions receiving our phone calls for customer support, left in a mass exodus from New Delhi and other cities, for their small towns. Mostly on foot. Some of them were sprayed with bleach as they were walking. Many of these people already suffered the brunt of Western entitlement over the phone as we demanded a refund, or they stitched an article of clothing for us, as we demanded it to be cheap. As though someone with an accent is an automation or a sewing machine. And don't get me started about why these people had to leave their village in the first place.
So, normally, I stress out and experience Western shame when I don’t reach my set deadlines, but what if Life is mysteriously at work inside of this creation? And although I have to “package” it for it to reach your ears, maybe what is happening is that this album is becoming a creation, instead of a product. And maybe I am continuing to evolve out of the trauma of being an object, and morphing into a being, who shows up for the work at hand, and is continuing to be sculpted with Sensual Hands, into an ever-opening channel of life.
My prayer is that you sense yourself as a surrendered channel of organic occurrences that draws our awareness nearer to the great One Life.
"Achieving energy" is so valued in our culture, but often at the cost of really ever being.
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5/17/2020 09:32:27 am
A timely song for us all, Alana. Do not fret one bit about not meeting the "deadline." It will come to us all at the right time. Your life is rich, complex, dedicated and you must follow some rivers where they take you on a farm. We love you.
5/17/2020 10:14:55 am
5/17/2020 10:29:34 am
Life caring for “another” takes detours that lead to unexpected rewards.
5/17/2020 01:11:52 pm
5/18/2020 12:35:07 am
Alana, your unfolding is our gift... This rendition of 'If it be Your will' is as deeply moving as the original... Thank-you, thank-you...
5/19/2020 08:07:57 am
Alana, I have not yet tuned in to your song-snippet yet, I am still somewhere along the path which opened with your evoking moon-lit bond with Lady Susan and the weaving way of your "package" delivery.
5/19/2020 07:57:18 pm
Oh my Alana that is glorious. would love to have the complete track! I could sing it all day!!
5/21/2020 08:31:41 am
Beautiful. Song and story, both. I love that the unfolding included rearranging for life to be honored, and I love that it was your cow. I ranched out west for a long time, and deeply miss those needed interruptions with our cows. God Bless You in this time. And thank you so much for your gift of music.
Rosemary Sheridan Ferris
5/25/2020 11:23:18 pm
Being a high risk senior lady in the midst of Los Angeles mandated to isolation & sequestering, I am experiencing the miracle of time to BE! I thank the many names of the Unspeakable One for your invaluable company, Alana.
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Alana Levandoski is a song and chant writer, recording artist and music producer, in the Christian tradition, who lives with her family on a regenerative farm on the Canadian prairies.