NEW RELEASE! PROMISE OF A NEW DAY — Songs for Children of All Ages


Promise of a New Day

We love this painting, Promise of a New Day, by our friend, and extremely talented artist, Brittani Faulkes! Britt very generously donated the image to be used for this album cover, from which the title of this Release is taken. Thank you so much Britt!!!




The World is in an extreme state these days, wouldn't you say?

Every day we hear something that blows our minds. There's a saying attributed to Einstein, The greater the circle of light grows, the greater the circle of darkness that surrounds it.

Then there's the common saying, It's always darkest before the dawn.

Here in the Northern hemisphere, we've entered the darkest time of the year. Especially with what's on the news these days, it's easy to get depressed.

Many ancient cultures felt that we had to do our part to ensure the return of the Sun with songs, beautiful language and specially designed rituals. We don't know whether this actually made the Sun return or not, but it probably went a long way toward helping those peoples remember the Sun and feel hope in the middle of Winter.

Lark grew up in the tropics, Africa, the Democratic Republic of Congo, where light and dark are always in balance at the equator. When she moved to Nova Scotia at the end of August of 1968, it appeared to her as the days grew shorter and shorter, that the darkness was winning! It was easy to miss those equal days and nights and warm tropical weather. But over the years, as she learned the climate and also learned about the Wheel of the Year, she began to realize that wherever you go on this Planet, light and dark are always in balance. The long summer days will eventually replace the long dark nights of the Winter months.



So the saying goes… And here's another example of light and dark in balance…

This is a story from one of our favorite books, The Hero with an African Face—Mythic Wisdom of Traditional Africa. It’s by African-American Clyde W. Ford, a chiropractor, and social activist, who traveled extensively through Africa gathering stories and wisdom.

According to Ford there so are many different versions of this story told throughout Africa and also the world, that the theme has earned the name, “The Failed Message.” This particular version comes from the Khoi people of Southwest Africa.

In fact, we recently ran across a version of the story on the CD, Nelson Mandela's Favorite African Folktales — which we highly recommend!

We tell it here in our own words and with our own embellishments…


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    It is said that Grandmother Moon once sent a message to the human race. She called upon the tiny, black Sugar Ant to carry the message for her.

    “Ant,” she said, “you must tell the people that Grandmother Moon sends them a message of hope and reassurance: ‘As I die and dying live; so shall you die and dying live.’”

    Little Ant was great friends with Grandmother Moon and went off happily through the rain forest on her tiny feet carrying the message to the People. She walked so fast she got hot and thirsty and eventually stopped to take a drink of water from a dewdrop on a leaf. Hare happened by at that moment and noticed how thirstily she was drinking.

    “Why, Ant, you’re very thirsty today,” said Hare.
    “Yes,” said Ant, I’m on a very long journey.”
    “Where to?” asked Hare, knowing that Ant didn’t often travel far.
    “Grandmother Moon has asked me to take a message to the Humans.”

    Hare was amazed at Ant’s dedication. “But Ant, it’s going to take you forever! I can be there in a hop and a jump, why don’t you let me carry the message?”

    At first Ant wasn’t too sure about this, knowing Hare’s tendency to play tricks, but finally she agreed as Hare really did seem to be in earnest.

She thought, “The People will hear the message much sooner and Grandmother Moon will be happy.”

So she very carefully relayed the Moon’s message: “As I die, and dying live; so shall you die and dying live.”

    “That’s it?” asked Hare.
    “That’s it,” said Ant.
    “Got it!” said Hare and raced off through the underbrush, filled with purpose and excitement.

    He soon reached the clearing in the forest where the humans lived and breathlessly raced to the center of the village announcing that he had a very important message from Grandmother Moon.

    The People crowded around. “What is it?” they all asked.

    Suddenly Hare realized how much attention he was attracting and puffed with pride.  After brushing his whiskers very self-importantly with his paws, he stood high on his back legs and said, “Grandmother Moon says, ‘As I die and dying perish; in the same manner you also shall die and come wholly to an end.’”

    One wise old Elder looked deeply into Hare’s eyes and said, “Hare, you are a trickster! The Moon leaves us once each month, it’s true, but she always returns.”

    However, the majority of the people were so alarmed by the message that they paid no attention to the Elder, crowding around Hare for further details to the story. And Hare taking full advantage of his new-found status went on making up messages till everyone was finally tired of hearing him and went back to their homes to get some sleep.

    Grandmother Moon slowly rose from behind the trees that night. She was Full and round and radiant. As she shed her silvery beams downward she looked for the people dancing and singing in the village as they usually did when her light was full. But there was only the Wise Elder out in the moonlight, sitting quietly under an ancient Mahogany tree.

    One of her silvery beams found Ant sleeping peacefully on a leaf by the trail in the forest and wakened her. How is the journey going, she asked?

    “Today I met Hare along the way and he offered to carry the message as he said he could reach the Village much sooner than I. So I told it to him and he took it to the People.”

    Immediately, Grandmother Moon realized what had happened. “Where is Hare!” she cried. Her silvery beams soon found him babbling foolishly in his sleep under a bush near the Village, still puffed with pride, dreaming of the Villagers asking him for all kinds of important advice.

    Grandmother Moon, now taking a human form, descended one of her own light beams and picking up a stick nearby, threw it at Hare to wake him up. It landed right on his face and split his upper lip!

    “What message did you give the people?” She demanded sternly.

    African Savanna Hare

“I told them exactly what you told Ant to say: Grandmother Moon says,

As I die and dying perish, in the same manner you also shall die and come wholly to an end."

    “What!” shrieked the Moon, “You fool! From now on your lip will always be split in order to remind the People not to listen to your lie.”

    And, as you know, to this very day the Hare’s lip is split — and yet humans still tend to believe the Hare’s story.


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So as you watch the days grow shorter, remember to watch Grandmother Moon also, as each month she sends us the message of the Light returning — going from Dark to Waxing Crescent to Waxing Gibbous to Full — and back again to Waning Gibbous to Waning Crescent to Dark again — and so on…

If you're ever in doubt as to whether the Moon is waxing or waning, look at her "horns." A Waxing Moon's horns will always point East, the direction of Sunrise, and a Waning Moon's horns will always point West, the direction of Sunset.


Moon Phases

From the online Farmer's Almanac



And as you listen to the news these days, just think about the tendency of messengers to be like the Hare. And how the Hare's split lip is there to remind us that our deepest doubts can be balanced by our brightest hopes.



We are all Children of the Universe, so deeply loved and never forgotten. We need the dark for rest and rejuvenation, it's no mistake. But the light always returns.



We really hope that you'll take some time to listen to some of our music expressing this theme in many different ways. And that whatever you do today, you'll take the time to do something to make yourself laugh at that silly old Hare that's a part of each of us!


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