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“Bard” usually refers to poets, storytellers, and singers of ancient
songs, and in particular the term relates to one of the orders of
druids, the educators and priests of the old religion in the British
Isles.
The stories and songs of the bards contained the history and
legends of the community, and because, until adopting Latin under
the Roman occupation, they had no written language, all the tales
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In imitation of my Welsh and Irish ancestors, I aspire to the role of
bard, but my stories and songs are told in the stone carvings I make.
I use ideas and images that are derived from my people’s past. In some
cases I try to reinterpret them in modern form, but all are inspired by
tales and ways of life that were vibrant many centuries ago.
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Here are worded versions of some of those ideas.
All life is one.
People, plants, animals, all the forces of nature, are equally powerful
and sacred. All life is precious.
Life is endless.
Each being can be reincarnated in another being. Death is but one aspect
of life. Violence and war are also parts of life, but are transitory: they
can impede the flow of life and grant temporary rewards to aggressive
people, but such success is destined to fade. Life will always prevail.
Love will always prevail.
Love is the human expression of the most powerful natural force: life. Our
part in the scheme of life is to love one another, to nurture and
celebrate life in all its forms.
We are the characters in all the tales and songs. All the dramas and
comedies and quests and adventures we live out in our lives are the same
stories that were lived by the ancients. When we learn their tales, they
teach us about ourselves. We then learn how to do our part in carrying
forward the torch of life, and passing it on to our children and
grandchildren.
When in doubt, consult the closest tree, or put your ear to the ground, or
look up.
May you find Love and Peace and Joy.
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