The Vacation

“The Vacation” by Anthony deMello
(from the book Wellsprings: A Book of Spiritual Exercises)

I imagine I retire to a lonely place
to give myself the gift of solitude,
for solitude is a time when I see things as they are.

What are the little things in life
that lack of solitude has magnified unduly?

What are the really big things
that I find too little time for?

Solitude is the time to make decisions.
What decisions do I need to make
or reconsider
at this juncture of my life?

I now make a decision
about the kind of day today shall be.

Will it be a day of doing?
I list the things I really want to do today.

Will it also be a day of being?
–no effort to achieve,
to get things done,
to gather or possess,
but just to be?
My life will not bear fruit
unless I learn the art of lying fallow,
the art of “wasting” time creatively.

So I decide what time to give to play,
to purposeless and unproductive interests,
to silence, intimacy, rest.
And I ask myself what I shall taste today.
and touch
and smell
and listen to
and see

I Am the Earth

I am the earth.
The earth is a healer.
The earth is our mother.
The earth is a fountain.
The earth is a mountain.

The earth is in sorrow.
The earth is in joy.
The earth, she is crying.
The earth has a song to sing.

I am a black bird. I am a river.
I am a healer.
I am a mother.

What is the earth?
Who is the earth?
We are the earth.
I am the earth.

Pipes of Pan

(The Voices of Gaia)

Did you hear the pipes of Pan
Tripping thru the woodland
Did you hear the pipes of Pan
Echo on the hillside

Run Pan run, mad man come
Run Pan run……

Did you see the fairies run
Crying thru the woodland
Did you see the machines come
Smashing down their homeland


Nature God they took your name (run Pan run)
Changed it into Satan (run Pan run)
That’s the way they put the blame (run Pan run)
For all the mess we’re making (3 x)

Chorus (2 x)