Enjoy the magic of this enchanting music that transports the listener beyond time into a place deep within.
The gifted musicians who co-created this beautiful musical experience are:
Wendy Hymes - Flute
Michelle DeFabio-Fiorino - Violin
Monica Godbee - Cello
Laura Ross - Oboe
Carole Lemire - French Horn
Mary Weber - Trumpet
(read their bios here: http://www.amycamie.com/musician_bios.html)
This CD is dedicated to our musical soul-sister, Natasha Rubinstein. (1950-2010)
Program Notes for DREAMS - the love within
When harpist, Amy Camie's husband, John, showed her the ancient Mesopotamian myth, "Nanna and Ningal," an energetic connection to the past opened between them and she began hearing music. The myth of "Nanna and Ningal" was created to offer an explanation for how those of the past and the present, experience the manifestation and creation of our love. Ningal, is a young maiden who is able to interpret and understand the hidden messages of dreams and Nanna, the Moon, is the light that illuminates her inner desire and love. Metaphorically, this myth symbolizes the descent into ourselves to awaken, question, fall in love with, embrace and take responsibility for that which we truly desire to create...our dream.
At first, the melodies emerged from deep within Amy, floating into her mind while driving or doing dishes. Soon, they were a continuous river of inner sound, building in intensity as if desiring immediate expression. At this point, John and Amy knew it was time to go back into the studio and record another CD. The result was, "DREAMS - the love within,"
On October 10, 2009, Amy was joined by Michelle DeFabio , violin; Natasha Rubinstein, cello; and Margaret Biancetta, flute; for a magical performance at The Chapel in St. Louis, where they improvised on the melodies of DREAMS for the first time. On January 2, 2010, Natasha tragically died unexpectedly of a heart attack and further development of this project faded behind the clouds. On December 30, 2010, Amy was diagnosed with breast cancer and began another deep personal journey of self-discovery and healing. Then, in the Fall of 2011, the clouds cleared and it was time for DREAMS to manifest.
The seeds of expanding the DREAMS CD into a score for Small Ensemble and Orchestra was planted during the end of Amy's cancer treatment while she and John were talking with conductor, David Peek of The Town and Country Symphony Orchestra. John had always seen this myth produced as a full theatrical production and Amy's music flowed naturally as the sound track. David felt their enthusiasm and created the opportunity for Amy to orchestrate her music for their March 11, 2012 concert. Both John and Amy realized this was a gift they dreamed would happen...to have an orchestra willing and ready to play the music of "Nanna an Ningal."
Amy began the joyous journey of notating her solo harp CD, expanding the melodies for Small Ensemble, then finally opening the vibrational expression with expanded orchestration.
DREAMS - the love within
1. THE DANCE: Ningal is in the marshlands gently caressing the reflection of the moonlight in the water, falling in love with its image and then dancing with joy and wonderment as she feels the energy of her inner desire and self-love begin to awaken.
The Myth...NANNA AND NINGAL
Adapted excerpts by Lishtar from the web site: http://www.gatewaystobabylon.com/
Young Ningal lived out in the marshlands close to the ancient settlement of Eridu, the beloved daughter of Ningikuga, the Goddess of Reeds, and Enki, the God of Magic, Crafts and Wisdom. Slim, black-haired Ningal of eyes darker than a moonless night was quiet only in appearance, because inwards she had a deep, sensual, vibrant intensity and gift to unveil the language of
the Unknown revealed in images, age-old legends, poetry and most of all, in dreams. She was naturally spontaneous yet reserved in many ways. Dream interpretation was her gift. Ningal had learnt (many times the hard way) that to find the true meaning of a dream it was necessary to keep a balance between the outer images she received, to find out whether they were part of the Memory of the Land since the beginning of times or not, check whether the images came from the unknown and the known to her, to finally examine her inner perception of these images so that the right clues for healing and wholeness could be found within and without the dream.
Since Ningal could remember, in the magical world of the marshlands, where islands came out of the deepest blue waters fringed with date and palm trees, she would follow Nanna’s progression upon the night skies. A sense of wonder, awe and mystery she had, whenever she saw the Moon’s shine reflecting on the waters and felt in her body, in her mood changes, in her soul the full impact of the Silvery Lord’s passage. Mother Ningikuga would nod, but not say a word. She, the wise Goddess of Reeds, Sovereign of the Marshlands, Enki’s dear friend, and the diligent Weaver who had brought to humankind the art of binding reeds for the first ruts and temples of the land, knew what the maiden’s natural shyness could not, would not yet reveal: Ningal had fallen in love with Nanna.
2. THE DREAM: Ningal enters her deepest subconscious and awakens to her dream, questions whether it can be real, feels the fullness of its potential and then resolves to find out.
The Moon had to complete another full cycle throughout the seasons until Ningal found her voice to address her beloved for the first time.
3. THE UNION: Ningal expresses her love to Nanna, the Moon, and it is received beyond her wildest expectations.
Then, one night as Nanna appeared in the skies announcing the beginning of springtime, Ningal felt she could at last sing to Nanna her heart’s song aloud. Would he accept her? She did not know. With a growing sense of wonder, Ningal realized that she longed, but did not hurt for Nanna. Knowing her dreams as she did, Nanna was the deepest desire of her Soul, but would he also be the true delight of her waking hours, the True Companion of Life’s Mysteries?
So Ningal sang:
‘Hail Nanna, listen to Ningal
Hail Nanna, listen to your soul
Welcome please be to my company,
O light that unfolds such a wondrous World
You are the hand fitted to my glove
Needle to my thread, friend the very best
Welcome please be, Lord of my desire,
Candle to my fire, torch-bearer of my Soul’
That very night, at onset of springtime, Nanna looked down to the marshlands and heard Ningal’s song, saw her upraised face to the night skies, smiling at him, wooing him. For as long as he could remember, a Maiden had been the Silent Companion of his nightly journeys, always to return. He saw Ningal, he loved her more anything. Desire so great for the young goddess felt the Moon Lord that he impetuously came down to earth to ask her:
‘...Lady of my heart, sister without peer, now that I found you, now that I met you, now that I know after so much searching that you are my best Dream come true, my blood sings, my heart leaps, my head spins for everything that you mean. I cannot wait to hold you in my arms and share all body, mind and soul delights! ...O my sweet lady, why wait for the right time to meet, why wait so long for the wedding rites? Beloved, come to me, but in secrecy not to upset our families. If you truly love me as I love you, come to me tomorrow and we will make our wildest fantasies come true.’
Taken by surprise, but totally overcome by sheer delight, Ningal did not think twice:
‘As you come to me today, beloved, I’ll sure come to you tonight. You are truly the desire of my heart, I cannot refuse the invite. O my sweet lord, I’ve also dreamt about you for so long! Why should we then wait for the right time to meet, why should we wait for the wedding day, when so much joy has come our way?’
So Ningal spent the day in the most joyful preparations...When she left the reed house that night, Ningal shone as bright as the full moon. And as bright as the full moon Nanna came, as loving and respectful as the king-to-be wooing the high priestess of the land...For night after night during that fortnight, until the time came for Nanna to go and light up the Underworld, the Moon Lord and the Mistress of Dream Divination met and made sweet love. Then the last night came, before Nanna should return to the Underworld to light up the Depths Below. After celebrating in joy and reverence their love, in the aftermath of shared pleasure, Nanna kissed Ningal and held her close to whisper in her hair the acknowledgement of the longing of his young lover’s soul:
‘Marry me, Ningal, Inner Torch of my Life, who fills with light my darkest night.’
Delight so great filled Ningal’s heart, but Nanna’s shine was rapidly fading to the Middleworld. Ningal knew though he was shining bright in the depths below and within her very soul.
‘On your return, beloved‘ she replied, ’we will talk this out.’
But in the Heights Above, upon the Earth and in the Depths Below, the Great Gods knew of Nanna’s and Ningal’s secret love. The Great Gods, who know All, approved of the young lovers’ choice, but were intrigued about their interest in making secret a joy that should not be hidden. There was also the case of Nanna’s impetuousness by wooing Ningal to the marshlands without his or her parents’ agreement. Somehow Nanna’s enthusiasm had to be put on a hold before he made his intentions towards Ningal honorable and clear not only to her, but to all the Anunnaki. The Great Gods, the Anunnaki, were the Guardians of the Land, Patrons of Order and Balance, the Spiritual Sustenance to all the living. And Love, being the Life Force, formed the Basis of Civilization: it should therefore be protected, cherished and preserved in all worlds. Youth was not an excuse for irresponsibility in love.
4. THE LOVE SONG: Nanna and Ningal take responsibility for the manifestation of their love.
So this time darkness lasted longer, for clouds filled the night, hiding Nanna’s New Moon glow. Was it perhaps the way the Great Gods found to make impetuous Nanna come out and reveal to all his love for Ningal?
A first, a second, a third moonless night passed by since the New Moon. Nanna was indeed nowhere to be seen, shrouded by heavy clouds. It was then that a hooded traveler came to the marsh, to Ningikuga’s and Ningal’s reed house. When the stranger crossed the threshold, greeting courteously like a prince her mother and herself, Ningal with a heightened lover’s intuition knew who he was: Nanna in disguise. Her heart leapt in joyful anticipation, but because of the secret pact they had sworn not to reveal to anyone their love she said not a word, waiting for the pattern to unfold.
After accepting food and drink, Nanna, the traveler, told Ningal and Ningikuga of all the delicious dairy products he had diligently reserved for the one and only chosen of his heart, if she only cared to meet him later that night in the marshes.
Ningal felt her face grow hot, and her eyes searched for Ningikuga’s.
‘Am I seeing right, but mother tonight has laughing eyes?’ Ningal asked herself silently. 'The way Mother looks at him, the questions she asks Nanna, I mean, the traveler.....’
Suddenly, Ningal understood it all and her face grew even hotter. Nothing that happened in all worlds that could not be known by the Great Gods. They knew of Nanna and her.
‘O Nanna, we’ve been such fools,’ she realized. ‘But I won’t go to the marshes and hide what cannot be hidden anymore.’
Loud, she said to the traveler, finding a new strength in her love, a new confidence in her full power of a woman and goddess:
‘Were you Nanna the Moon God, the chosen of my heart and companion of my soul, I would not go to the marshes with you tonight. Not until Moon Lord has filled the rivers with the early flood to bring fertility to the land and the people, has made grain grow in the field and new fish be in the marshes, old and new reeds in the canebrake, stags in the forest, plants in the desert, honey and wine in the orchards and long life to the palace. Then and only then, in the right time and season I would move out of the marshes to the Moon’s palace of Ur, I would share Nanna’s bed and be his Sovereign, Goddess and Queen.’
A charged silence followed Ningal’s statement. As her attention was totally on the hooded traveler, Ningal did not see the approving smile that shone like a beacon in Ningikuga’s face or the raised eyebrow she directed to Ningal. How would the impetuous Moon Lord react to Ningal’s words?
Nanna retrieved his poise, chuckled and bowed deeply in front of both ladies, addressing Ningal first:
‘May your beloved have heeded your wise words, daughter of the holy house, first and foremost in the Moon Lord’s soul. You are truly the future lady of Ur.‘
He turned then to Ningikuga: ‘Thank you, Great Lady, for your hospitality. And forgive me for any harm my impetuousness has caused.’
Ningikuga’s composure and humor were a sight to behold.
‘The daughters and sons of An are all also my own,’ she said very softly, raising her hand in a blessing. ‘I wish you luck, Stranger, in the wooing of your lady. With a mother’s experience and care, I tell you, young lord, love her deeply, treat her as your equal. And when the time comes in the Sacred Marriage celebrations, share yours and her joy with all creation. And... don’t forget you two to send ME a proper invitation for the events.’
Two young faces were as delighted as embarrassed, as Ningikuga retired in style for her private chambers.
5. THE COMMITMENT- Nanna and Ningal celebrate their Marriage Commitment and move to the city of Ur. Their children are the two brightest lights in the sky: Venus-The Morning and Evening Star...and The Sun.
So the Lady of Dreams bound in love the impetuous Torch of the Night. They were married in Ur, at the end of springtime, when the first fruits and dairy products of the land were ready for the gods’ and people’s tables....But the greatest of all presents Nanna received from the Lady of his Dreams:
‘Nanna, Wondrous Torch that blesses my life, within myself I carry now your seeds, our children of Brightness. First, I will give birth to a girl child. I name her Inanna, the First Daughter of the Moon, the Morning and Evening Star, who will be the Great Goddess of Love and War, Lover and Beloved as One. Wise, passionate, sensual, all this and more she will be. She will be the embodiment of love, both spiritual and highly physical, the Inner Light to bring brightness, passion, healing and fruition to all the living in all worlds. And to give our daughter-to-be a brother, let him be a child of equal outer brightness. I’ll call him Utu, the Sun, the Light of the Day, who will illuminate all worlds with clarity while you, my love, are away. So let it be known that the Light of the Night and the Diviner of Dreams brought into being the brightest heavenly stars to ensoul the lives of all gods and humankind. And as I will, so be it.'