Auld Lang Syne - A reminder from a lost civilization?

[Ba-ba-Ra]

Here in the US, we are all familiar with the traditional song sung at the dropping of the ball on New Year's Eve. Even though most of us don't have a clue to the meaning of the words, at some deep level, we all respond to it. It was part of our tradition.

One day I was watching an Andre Rieu concert that was taking place in Berlin (I'll post below) and was intrigued that when he began playing Auld Lang Syne, everyone in the audience (must have been at least 20,000 attending), stood up crossed and held hands and began to sway. It was very moving. It was an outdoor concert, so wasn't New Year's Eve.

Interesting, so the Germans had some sort of tradition behind the song as well although apparently different from ours.

Didn't think that much of it. Several years later, I was attending a conference at Mt Shasta. One of the speakers was a woman from Jamaica. She ended her talk by saying: Paraphrasing Here: When the continent of Lemuria was destroyed, many rushed to the ocean. They knew they were doomed. They held hands and sang Auld Lang Syne and promised that when they returned that everytime they heard that song that they would remember what happened here, so that they wouldn't repeat it.

I tried to reach her as she left to ask her where she got that information, but wasn't able to. There were over 100 people in the audience, so the venue was crowded.

I did some research. Robert Burns is credited with writing the song. He claims that he heard the words from troubadours who were passing through and he simply put them with a local folk tune.

Auld Lang Syne begins around 4:00, although watching Amazing Grace in the beginning is also worthwhile.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OrNYp8FJK9A

[DeDukshyn]

With lyrics ....

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[RunningDeer]

Last evening I asked myself, “What is it about that song that makes me weep?”

Twice, chills ran all the way up and through my body with an emphasis on the right side of my skull when I read the part of the OP where:“When the continent of Lemuria was destroyed, many rushed to the ocean. They knew they were doomed. They held hands and sang Auld Lang Syne and promised that when they returned that everytime they heard that song that they would remember what happened here, so that they wouldn't repeat it.”


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Whether Lemuria is a metaphor or not, I can’t say, but in the mid-1980’s a book wrote itself through dream-naps and meditation. It was before I had a real computer. My dinky Radio Shack computer translated the sound data into a tape recorder. That was how I backed up what I wrote. Big oops there! No doubt, I botched up the description of the technical mechanizations.

It was also before I was aware of the New Age material and I never had the time to read sci-fi. There are overlaps in what I wrote and Lemuria and such metaphors.

Disclaimer: I'm not a New Ager. More accurately stated - I'm a recovered New Ager. https://i.imgur.com/ZOHujJ9.gif


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http://avalonlibrary.net/paula/smilies/write.gif Apologies if needed to those that are New Age. It's a ranging topic. In order to ditch limiting belief habits, I needed to completely break away about 3-4 years ago.


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{snippet (http://www.lemurianconnection.com/category/about-lemuria-and-telos/)}




“Many members of the priesthood placed themselves in small groups strategically in various areas and they prayed and sang as they went down beneath the water. The melody they sang was the same as is known today as “Auld Lang Syne”. The idea behind this action was that every horrifying experience leaves a very deep scar and trauma in the etheric body and cellular memory of the people, and it takes several embodiments to heal. Through the action and the sacrifice of those of the priesthood, choosing to stay together in groups and singing to the very end, much fear was mitigated, and a certain level of harmony was maintained. This way, the damage and trauma to the souls who perished was greatly diminished.

It was said that those of the priesthood, along with the musicians, sang and prayed until the waves and the water had risen to level of their mouths. It is then that they also perished. During the night, while the masses slept, under a starry blue sky, it was all over; the beloved Motherland was submerged beneath the waves of the Pacific Ocean. None of the priesthood had left their post, and none had evidenced any fear. Lemuria went down with dignity!

Auld Lang Syne” was the last song ever heard on the land of Lemuria.

The song they sang, some people on Earth have brought this song forth again through the Irish people, and very prophetic words have been put into it such as. “Should auld acquaintances be forgot”. Indeed, we are these old acquaintances reuniting again, those of us from the physical realm with those of our beloved ones, former friends and family members of Telos, “yet invisible” to our present sight, and hopefully, not for too much longer.

Hear this well in your heart my friends, these next couple sentences. Before our Beloved Lemuria sank completely, it was prophesized that one day, in some far distant future, many of us will gather again as a group and sing this song again, with the absolute knowingness that the “Earth’s Victory” is won. The time we are now living in brings the celebration of this long awaited day, and the fulfilling of that incredible prophecy. We are now initiating the beginning of the long awaited “Reunion”.

It is almost with tears in my eyes that I am letting you know from Adama that many of you reading those words were among those brave souls who sacrificed your life for the great benefit of the collective. Lets applaud your bravery then, and now lets rejoice for our return together, once again, to continue our great Lemurian mission of assisting the planet and humanity into her glorious ascension.

In Telos, one aspect of their mission has been to keep the balance and energies of ascension consciousness for the planet until such a time that surface dwellers can do this for themselves. Now the time has come for our two civilizations to do this together as “One Heart”.

{complete article (http://www.lemurianconnection.com/category/about-lemuria-and-telos/)}

[Apulu]

Thanks for this - I've often wondered what it is about that song that gives it such a life-defining power for people, and a power to reach into seemingly so many different cultures and become a real anthem - Russia and Japan being the most notable I've heard of. In many places in Japan, the melody is played as the super-markets are closing! Here in Scotland it's still sung at almost every wedding and new year party going, and never seems to get tired.

Is it the melody? The words? The sentiment? I suppose all three is the obvious answer - fascinating though that one song can do that - I would love for it to have originated in Lemuria!

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[Did You See Them]

RunningDeer

Are you aware of a Jamaican woman reading your material after writing on your new fangled machine and this being just a false return of your own 80's output.

[RunningDeer]

RunningDeer

Are you aware of a Jamaican woman reading your material after writing on your new fangled machine and this being just a false return of your own 80's output.

If I understand your question, I'd add that my writing wasn't published. I did send a cover letter, an overview and a couple of chapters to a few publishers. I gave up after the last rejection letter. So I don't know how a Jamaican woman could've read my material.

That new fangle machine was before the internet so no one could've 'grabbed it'.

[greybeard]

Some Gaelic songs have very similar lilt--meter to some Sanskrit Bhajans

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tYsV0MqmwOI

[RunningDeer]

Here’s the written version to Mike’s lyrics video (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?105532-Auld-Lang-Syne-A-reminder-from-a-lost-civilization&p=1267040&viewfull=1#post1267040). (Thanks, Mike. :wave:)

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne?

     CHORUS:
     For auld lang syne, my dear,
     for auld lang syne,
     we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
     for auld lang syne.

And surely you’ll buy your pint cup!
and surely I’ll buy mine!
And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

And there’s a hand my trusty friend!
And give us a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.

     CHORUS

[DeDukshyn]

Some Gaelic songs have very similar lilt--meter to some Sanskrit Bhajans

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tYsV0MqmwOI

Good find Chris ... I have noticed that old Scottish music and some of the older style Indian music is actually very similar and the two styles unexpectedly blend perfectly together.

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A bit interesting ...

[Valerie Villars]

Here in the US, we are all familiar with the traditional song sung at the dropping of the ball on New Year's Eve. Even though most of us don't have a clue to the meaning of the words, at some deep level, we all respond to it. It was part of our tradition.

One day I was watching an Andre Rieu concert that was taking place in Berlin (I'll post below) and was intrigued that when he began playing Auld Lang Syne, everyone in the audience (must have been at least 20,000 attending), stood up crossed and held hands and began to sway. It was very moving. It was an outdoor concert, so wasn't New Year's Eve.

Interesting, so the Germans had some sort of tradition behind the song as well although apparently different from ours.

Didn't think that much of it. Several years later, I was attending a conference at Mt Shasta. One of the speakers was a woman from Jamaica. She ended her talk by saying: Paraphrasing Here: When the continent of Lemuria was destroyed, many rushed to the ocean. They knew they were doomed. They held hands and sang Auld Lang Syne and promised that when they returned that everytime they heard that song that they would remember what happened here, so that they wouldn't repeat it.

I tried to reach her as she left to ask her where she got that information, but wasn't able to. There were over 100 people in the audience, so the venue was crowded.

I did some research. Robert Burns is credited with writing the song. He claims that he heard the words from troubadours who were passing through and he simply put them with a local folk tune.

Auld Lang Syne begins around 4:00, although watching Amazing Grace in the beginning is also worthwhile.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OrNYp8FJK9A

Thank you Barbara. That was exquisitely beautiful. That, to me, is humanity at its very peak. :flower:

[Did You See Them]

RunningDeer

Are you aware of a Jamaican woman reading your material after writing on your new fangled machine and this being just a false return of your own 80's output.

If I'm understanding your question, I'd add that my writing wasn't published. I did send some of it off to a few publishers before I gave up. They declined and said that it was too sci-fi. (IIRC) So I don't know how a Jamaican woman could've read my material.

That new fangle machine was before the internet so no one could've 'grabbed it'.

You understood correctly - Thanks.

[Deux Corbeaux]

Here’s the written version to Mike’s lyrics video (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?105532-Auld-Lang-Syne-A-reminder-from-a-lost-civilization&p=1267040&viewfull=1#post1267040). (Thanks, Mike. :wave:)

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne?

     CHORUS:
     For auld lang syne, my dear,
     for auld lang syne,
     we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
     for auld lang syne.

And surely you’ll buy your pint cup!
and surely I’ll buy mine!
And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

And there’s a hand my trusty friend!
And give us a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.

     CHORUS

From the time I was a child, this song has given me tears in my eyes....

I think this a capella version is beautiful. Gives me goosebumps.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gFcSfqYqHs4

[greybeard]

The Pipes have a haunting air to them --mystical sound.
The pipers use a "Grace" note--a subtle sound.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M8AeV8Jbx6M

[Sunny-side-up]

Great post.

Beautiful music and vid's, you've sent me off on a day of music :)
I too have shed a tear and a heart pang going through the posted vids.

Adding some Germanic grit:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3KhtbsNSRKg&list=RDksfWmJsQg4A&index=6

vid point 1:55 some great Pipe's and metal.
Old and new

We are all One, Happy new Year to One and All

[The Moss Trooper]

I am fortunate to be a member of the MacDonald clan and was at Glencoe on the night of 13th February one year to commemorate the massacre. At 2am a solitary piper walked the road by Loch Leven toward the memorial, piping a lament. The sound, reverberating off the hills, is one that I will never forget.

All in attendance had tears rolling down their cheeks. It is one of the most powerful moments I've ever experienced.


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[DeDukshyn]

The story in this song is familiar to me (from deep - I just read the lyrics first time on this thread), so I studied and meditated on the lyrics a bit and there is little doubt in my mind what this song refers to - Paula's "snippet", after I went back to read her post, I noticed lines up well to what I feel. I also have previously come to this info - it was not inspired by the song, but I am reminded of it due to the lyrics in this song.

In our ancient past, before most of our written history, humans could perceive beyond the veil, beyond the spell of matter - we were at the time, still falling under that spell, and as this process occurred a cleavage, the veil, blocked our ability to perceive ourselves, our spiritual families beyond that veil. Our perceptions and judgements were clouded by things that "mattered", and over time we began to lose our spiritual connection and lose our ability to interpret and recognize our spiritual families. We started to perceive them as insignificant whisperings in the wind as we focused more and more on survival in the physical plane.

Some saw the clouding of this veil as an abandonment by the very loved ones we began this journey and this project with and were in a sense angered at this perception. These are the fallen angels. They came initially to assist us with the project, but fell under the spell of matter while in human form, as the rest of us did, and this restricted their view, they became fearful of being abandoned, and ego set in, and then what we would refer to as "evil" was born (the basis for evil can be seen as a result of not being able to understand the whole)

Lemuria was perhaps the last stronghold of humans / beings that retained that spiritual connection with our family on the other side of the veil and it may have been destroyed by the fallen "angels" in a form of vengeance or anger against those they perceived had been the cause for their fall. (they came voluntarily to assist us with coping with this "spell of matter", but succumbed themselves)

The old world was destroyed, and the fallen created a new world void of any true spirituality, and they have been seeking to extinguish it wherever it my bubble up from within us.

We just have to realize, that we were never forgotten nor abandoned at all, and our spiritual family is still waiting for us to remember with an outstretched hand ...





Just a thought ;)

[Ba-ba-Ra]

Yes, music touches the heart and soul at a very deep level and can stir ancient memories locked within us.

The tone of different instruments can add to this. The bagpipes, harp, violin. The beating of a drum. We respond.

Assuming the legend I posted in the first link is true - and I believe truths are often passed down in legends - - - -What do you suppose the Lemurians wanted us to remember?

Their homeland it is said was destroyed by natural cataclysms. Is it possible that they had come to understand that their out-of-control emotions were affecting the earth around them. Atoms and electrons reacting to atoms and electrons. Consciousness affecting matter.

In RunningDeers beautiful writings (post #3 above) she tapped into something in a dream. The priests of the time understood.

Have we yet gained or remembered the knowledge? Or do we still run around responding to every situation with emotional highs and lows that exhaust us and then wonder why we are tired all the time?

Auld Lang Syne my friends,
much love, Barbara