Sometimes, (and especially since I started talking to the trees), I have wondered how to make my greetings to the natural world more meaningful. I sense I need to approach more slowly. Slow myself down. But I have also suspected that if I could sing a greeting, in Ucwalmicwts, the language of this land since forever-ago, that perhaps the long-standing ones, the rivers and the trees, would flicker and shimmer and sigh in deep recognition, at the sound of a language that resonates deeply in their rings and ripples.
That’s why I am moved to share this invitation, offered out by the Grandmothers Nancy Andry, Clara Soaring Hawk, and Margaret Behan, to learn and join in the singing of a Water Song, a song that was written in 2002 with this intention – that the women attending the Circle of All Nations Gathering would learn it and spread it throughout the world. This video was recently made with permission to hasten the teaching and widen the circle of women singing it because of the grave dangers the waters of the Earth are facing.
This Algonquin Water Song expresses loving gratitude for the water and raises the consciousness and connection of women with Mother Nature’s greatest gift. The song is easy to learn, and the hope that it is offered with is that millions of women will sing it, raising their own connection and awareness of the water they interact with daily even in the shower or at the sink. Sing it 4 times, facing each of the 4 Directions. It is believed this is a powerful step to change, leading to both a spiritual as well as environmental shift on our planet.
This song was written by Irene Wawatie Jerome for Grandfather William Commanda’s 2002 Circle of All Nations gathering. It is recorded with permission from the Wawatie and Commanda families and the Circle of All Nations Foundation and the Elders in Canada.
For Film Credits and more information, go to singthewatersong.com
“We sing this song like a lullaby. The song means the water is the life’s blood of our mother the earth. Water is the life’s blood of our own bodies”
— Grandma Nancy