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Blackbird Song Before The Dawn - Wendy Robertson Fyfe

Updated: Feb 12, 2023

Morning greeting at my door

The love song of a blackbird singing before a silent dawn is carried twenty times further than during the human noise of the day; they herald the light of Imbolc. I now associate the song of a blackbird before the dawn for the first time of the year with the time to begin preparing for Earthsongwave Dawn Chorus. A blackbird begins singing before the dawn when, in the Northern Hemisphere, there is a turning flow as the long dark surrenders into stretching light in their perennial beauty rhythmic song and dance together. Their longing caresses intimately at their edges known by the moving liminal places of dawn and dusk songs around Earth through the year. A love dance of North and South as the Earth moves West to East whilst sun’s light flows East to West.

This is the sixth year of the ‘Feed the Earth’, self-organising, celebratory, praise, beauty, gratitude, ceremony of offering reciprocity with Earth by way of participating together with Earthsongs. Anyone is welcome around the world and many resources are available on the website if you would like ideas to stir with your own. The invitation is for humans to wildsing at dawn wherever we are on Earth, thereby creating a wave of song around the world. The song being a way of participating in a wild and animate Cosmic, Earth and Earth Community; of singing “YES”.

We might also wonder what could happen with such an animate conversational, call and response way. Is it possible that by participating something both in us and in the world might curiously shift in some unknown, unplanned way. What if the cosmos was birthed from frequency, sound and song? What might be birthed, emerge now? What if the sound, or currently noise, humans make everyday makes a difference? We already know the difference a quieter world made to the ‘more-than human’ world through Global Lockdown times. Perhaps the unseen connections resonate in a particular frequency whether we are aware of it or not. As Rumi noted “We rarely hear the inward music but we’re all dancing to it never-the-less”. If the frequency is ‘turned up’ together … what might transpire?

What if the unique note you bring is deeply needed at this time within community for the Earth to live generatively? What if we were born for such a mainly forgotten song?

From the roots of singing trees and the dreaming of howling coyotes Earthsongwave Dawn Chorus was born. It is not possible to track those who participate, being self-organising. However, l am aware from the website people from over 54 countries have dropped in. There are now 24 Blogs written and sung by visionary people who come with different ways of song from around Earth, listening to Earth. I invite you to take some time to read them together again, or for the first time; indeed a rich songbook. There are some sound-bites below by way of allurement that remind us of the magic and enchantment of song, a way of awakening with/remembering our being in the ‘more-than-human’ world, deep time songs; of singing with/as part of mountains, rivers, oceans, skies, trees, grasses, boar, whales, fire, wind, serpent, rainforests, the dead, moon, cosmic web, mystery, seasons, dark, imagination, grief, joy and more. You might read the sound-bies as a poem. There are blogs from Geneen Marie Haugen, Sophie Strand, Erica Rhinehart, Rebecca Wildbear and many more. We are blessed with further beauty blog songs coming our way on this approach to 2023’s 6th Earthsongwave Dawn Chorus on Saturday 1 April. There is also an article written about the ceremony in Unpsychology Magazine; July, 2019 with a direct link on the website. Of course, you can also sing in the dawn any day if not doing so already.

Finally, like the Regent Honeyeater in Australia who are losing their songs due to near extinction and the loss of their elders to teach them, we humans too have lost, or been torn, from our indigenous elders and the land, also almost extinct, from whom to learn our original cosmic songs. Mass extinction also means mass song extinction. Remembering again; listening, learning from and singing with the trees, mountains, humans and more; with indigenous elders who remember or who have made/are making the holy pilgrimage again. May Earthsongwave Dawn Chorus serve The Great Remembering and the Great Cosmic Symphony of All Beings. Or just ‘sing in’ for the sheer joy of it. Please contact us should you want to participate, offer stories, songs, blogs resources to share. It Is so.

Please share this with someone to spread the wave. There are also postings on the Earthsongwave Dawn Chorus 2023 Facebook Page


singing to the world and having the birds, the stream, the wind respond brings wild joy to my heart.

Jenni York (Western Australia)

Wailing sends out invisible notes, electrifying the stretches of space between and within all living beings, illuminating the web that binds us all together.

Amanda Fiorino {now Tempist Jade} (Colorado)

I feel loss as my ears attune to the quieter songs – in this season for ten years I heard the rich bubbling call of toad from beneath the yurt where he rested for winter. For the last five years there has been silence and the small splashes from the nearby pond that signify spawn arriving have left the song of this place and tadpoles no longer dart amongst the bullrushes.

Bell Selkie Lovelock (Cymru/Wales)

And before we know it, we can catch ourselves participating in the great conversation as seamlessly as all the non-humans do. We may be surprised at what we overhear ourselves expressing, and we may be even more confounded at the responses we receive from the world.

John Lynch (Arizona)

The Night spoke back in a voice full of delight, “ You know…what really turns me on, sweet woman, is you, dressed in a hooded black cloak, singing to me through the forests and the hills”.

Erica Rhinehart (Colorado)

What if this Earth and Earth Community is held by song; perhaps song of love, song of Eros, a different kind of gravity that holds us all where we can only fall in and down to some mysterious deeper place?

Wendy Robertson Fyfe (Scotland/Alba)

I want to sing the song of Lucy Sacred Earthheart - a wild hot lonely scared tender magical song. And yet my fear says: Don’t do it. You cannot afford to feel so much. What would this mean for your carefully constructed, as safe as possible, half existence.

Carin Eisen (Victoria, Australia)

Let them sing me

Wendy Robertson Fyfe (Scotland/Alba)

So many humans lost in inner and outer noise cannot hear the world sing … What if we could offer something back, reciprocate that song, sing together in a harmony to the oceans that created and birthed our wild bodies? I wonder and can only imagine what might be possible in that symphonic crescendo?

Rhonda Brandrick (Wales/Cymru)

Frequency is the practice of and remembering “the songs of the world” and of singing home parts of yourself lost in the inner wilds or frozen in time. Frequency is a healing of our forgetting, a re-membering ourselves to the great cosmic Songweb of Life.

Sara McFarland (Germany)

Everywhere there is life, there is song. The planet is always singing. Humans are meant to live in sync, our unique note resounding within the symphony. Instead, our dominant culture is killing all the other voices, one by one, as if removing instruments from an orchestra. Some birds have forgotten their song, like the once abundant regent honeyeater. Now critically endangered, they are unable to find other honeyeaters and hear their songs.

Rebecca Wildbear (Colorado)

… Sometimes human beings listen,

ears tilting in a creaturely way,

tuned to something not entirely

audible though there is no barrier

to reception, and through

this listening we might remember

how to live, hearing the old

voice that still bells forth

from the primal body

who birthed us all ,…

excerpt from Perceptual Portal

Geneen Marie Haugen (Utah)

What would it mean to reclaim a biophonic niche? What would it sound like to spend a year in a forest carefully listening, and then to, accurately, engaging your whole body, begin to whistle into collaborative, orchestrated biophony with the rest of the more-than-human world?

Sophie Strand (Hudson Valley)

Already other songs are joining in as the dawn approaches the horizon. 10 February, 2023. wrf

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