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1.
California 03:02
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California California- Hermosa tierra Gracias, gracias Territorios, libren libren! Su propia luz, Su propia luz. Pasto pastos, con conciencias Bailando, con el viento Aguacita, libre libre! Su propia luz, Su propia luz. California— Hermosa tierra Gracias, gracias Gracias, gracias Territorios, libren libren! Su propia luz, Su propia luz.
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This One Too Shall Pass 07:06
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This one too shall pass This one too shall pass Like any constellation in Winter’s sky change fast I know this can’t last I know this can’t last The ways that we have Learned to live disregard What must last. The weight of what has been Done too heavy for one man. What could take or give away? The very lives that we have made? Oh I saw you I saw you leave your gift By the water. In a basket you made from things collected In autumn. All our lives enshrouded in mystery and lore But I know that you see what we’re loosing I know that you see what we’ve lost. How could things get this way? Have courage child, you say. There are things unseen that must be tended in Autumn. And the water looks back with eyes who have not forgotten. Those who tend are fast to work when the sun comes up, All those prayers sung by grand, grandmother’s tongues. Cold clay people spring from earth A loom that holds us all of hum humming stones. We’re alright.
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My Joy 03:32
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Joy is a sister Down by the water Give me your patience I am your daughter. And oh my love this is a cycle not a battle ground Follow threads of inspiration till you know a route. Give me a promise Like a smooth stone Tucked in your pocket You’re never alone And oh my trust in you is steady as the falling rain. Like at the ocean’s side the snowy plover Runs with waves. Ohh Ohh oh oh.. Rich as a textile Hands of a midwife Never doubt the power of your life: That you are any less a miracle than rising sun That you were born to drink sweet water and just to Belong.
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Kite Hands Glowing 02:34
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For Sarah 05:15
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For Sarah The work we do is hard work Some days it feels so ordinary The potter at the wheel Oh there she sits her hands are steady To live beyond immediate needs To sense all those fuzzy boundaries. The casual desecration Offensive to my sense of placement How I wish you could feel it- How really “it” is all breathing. But with such fear you’ll push on And forget the ground you walk upon. There are-a things a-turning It’s multiple and it is yearning No leader none to follow So diverse that it can’t be swallowed. In a marsh stands a heron so still And in that silence she waits to kill And on and on and on and on… There’s often repetition Like how we count on morning to glisten And in the cycles lessons The gardener a patient witness And if collective liberation Is bound up with all of creation Well then on and on and on The water reaches wetlands Those changing places of digestion That kind of integration Go to the sea for completion The powerful are violent and short-sighted It’s finally time for brilliant lighting. The work we do is hard work Some days it feels so ordinary.
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Cold River 03:02
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Cold river, cold, cold river I need to refresh, I need to undress with you. And as I lay here all naked and bare, you’ll soothe. ‘Cause when I feel, when I feel this way I need a place where I can lay my body. I need the darkest womb, a cave, or new moon to line it. ‘Cause this pain that I bear is a gift I swear, It’s rough but it shines like a diamond, For the very thing that is twisted in me Is the very thing that’s setting me free. Cold river, cold, cold river I need to refresh, I need to undress with you. And as I lay here all naked and bare, you’ll soothe. No I can’t do this alone, I need you all to stand around me in circle. I need you to hold my hair, I need your songs there, I need that loving that you give me so freely. For this is my greatest fantasy of death— To have my loved all encircled around me. And as the sun sets west and I fade with the rest, The stars begin to hum all about it.
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Sitting on my Boat 05:00
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Sitting on My Boat Sitting on my boat on a stormy night Created by my thoughts of missing you. Damn the darknest nights have the brightest stars See them through my window, when the moon is new. And at dawn, I watched those stars fade They flickered and then dimmed away As all things surely change. Wishing you would call on the telephone Even though I asked you not to. Wishing circumstance were different Learning patience like weaving on a loom. But I wouldn’t trade all the growth I’ve done For any piece of you. Making friends with myself O every day Being the most patient, gentle, for me in every way. Though I do wonder if we’ll meet again? Perhaps when there’s a change of a direction Or a change in the wind. And maybe the windchimes will shutter— Or the earth could quake, but nothing will be the same. Sitting on my boat on a stormy night Entirely created by my doubtful fright: Am I ok? What is my life? Lacking the cultural cycles to hold me through the night Now I don’t worry anymore Something better’s being born. Acceptance is just the way thing are Nothing more nothing less just day that we’ve got. Learning how precious life truly is Takes a lot of practice not to take it for granted I was raised in a good way my father is very kind. My mother doesn’t feel well, a lot of the time.
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Old (Mother) West Wind 03:36
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Remember the pact we made? We’d be friends until the day We become the rain again We become the mist again So I don’t have that heavy Burden on my shoulders… Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh… Ohh ohh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Old West winds Wandering a 100 miles What a way to begin What a begin, Doesn’t have to be an end Though it is a breaking Something like the quaking- All around my feet, Back to the earth again. So let it in Receiving is a way to love Oh it hurts I know, my dove To get those pairs of wings. But you don’t have that heavy Burden on your shoulders. Oh oh oh
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When You're at the Ocean 04:36
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So good to see you again my dear, You’re standing in the door. What a treat to see your hands, dear— You look well, you know. I have but a few things to say Oh I thought I saw you the other day? This is a tribute to the tarries of love. Like a poem, with a witness, and tongues. Oh I missed you again today, Like most days of this winter felt so plainly On the Northern breeze. But I know something greater was felt In our hearts when we decided To take this space. But the longing nonetheless is a parable for this Kind of wanting what you can’t have. So remember the eye spectacles for the birds that you brought? Or the way you assured me, You were late to see your friend, That it wasn’t personal at all? Or the way that I watched your van Disappear but I saw you turn around— At the right second moment, As the sun did set, And our prayers went up in smoke. So go on my darling, I too have things to do, But the next time I see you will be sweet I’m sure. And I could hold you in my mind, Try to fix the truth but I know it just ain’t The right thing to do. But when you’re at the ocean, Need I say more? When you’re at the ocean (darling), Need I say more?

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This album is for the grandmothers of the earth. It's for my grandmother Lilia Luica, my mother Siliva Lucia, and my great grandmother Lucia. It's for the waters that birth us and carry us away at death, and it's for all the possibility we can only imagine by reading a book or poem, watching a rose bloom, having a long conversation into the night with listening hums in the ears. Kite Hands Glowing is the musical project of Nadia Lucia Peralta, a poet, kindergarten-aged teacher and herbalist in Awaswas-speaking Ohlone Territories. Nadia was born in Ajachamen Territories on a foggy day in June. The California coastal fog is how I remember who I am and remake my lungs anew each time it graciously laps and soothes the soft undersides of leaves and cheeks. This album is also for all the people who remember the courage to protect the land and water, who remember children and grandparents, who make the food of their ancestors and who just work, day in and day out, in their gentle and courageous ordinary ways. Unimaginable, vastly important, detailed and methodical. Like ants or ladybugs; or the surprise of Spring. –Nadia Lucia, 2018

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released March 16, 2018

This album would not have been possibly without the kind genius of Dalmau Cudney who recorded & mixed the first takes of this album and Pablo Lucien Gutierrez who mixed and mastered this album after him. Thank you. And thank you Wesley who encouraged me and played music with me. Thank you Malia for your bravery ansd stories. Thank you Sarah, always. And papá, thank you. You taught me to swim and paint gold stars on red tables. Gustavo Serigo Peralta made the graphic art in 1994 and formatted the artwork for this album in 2018. The photo of the rainbow over Cedar Street was taken in early 2018 over our little orange home. One of the happiest places I have ever known

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Kite Hands Glowing Santa Cruz, California

Nadia Lucia is a musician, herbalist, and teacher to young children living in Awaswas speaking Ohlone Territory. Nadia started playing piano with her friend from UCSC in the music practice rooms and bloomed as a performing artist in the settings of Santa Cruz house shows and at the local anarchist info shop. She loves to play music and sing, just about as much as she loves a coastal foggy day. ... more

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