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Clara?
Dove?
Clara!
Clara?
Where am I?
I don't wanna get up.
Clara...
Clara...
Clara...
I can't.
I can't.
I'm cold...
Erin!
Erin!
Erin!
Where are you?
Erin!
Erin!
Hmm?
Hello?
Is anyone there?
Do you know this flowers that bloom every summer?
Make the whole field look like it's glowing.
They remind me a lot of Dove's eyes.
Bright orange.
It's interesting.
Her eyes weren't always that way.
When she was born, they were blue.
I wish she could tell me what happened in the winter time.
Brother and I would always go to the field,
we pick the flowers,
we eat them and...
He complained about how spicy they were,
but he would still eat them anyways.
Those were better times.
When I was a lot happier.
It's almost as exciting as day before Dove was born.
I remember I took her egg...
hold it up to my ear.
She spoke to me. I spoke back to her.
Day she was born was really stressful though,
because she was having a very hard time and she was struggling
and...
...there was absolutely nothing
I could do about it, because...
it was her journey and...
you know, you're not supposed
to help a chick hatch out of the egg.
It was something she had to figure out on her own.
It's kinda how I'm feeling right now.
Okay.
I just don't understand.
How do we prepare for the winters...
if we don't know how long they are gonna be?
You can't get out now, there's cows at the front.
My brother used to talk to them.
That's impossible.
Well, I can remember a time I took a...
...walk through the woods
and found a herd of horses out standing in a group,
probably six or eight of 'em.
All...
just in the same pose,
their tails weren't swatting flies,
their feet weren't stomped, and they weren't eating.
They were just
standing there almost like statues. And they were...
...creating a...
...majestic sense of loss, they portrayed.
It almost emanated like waves away from them.
Each one is, uh...
creating a whole that just sent out this intense
feeling of grief that something they'd had
will never be the same again.
It was all inspiring and...
intensely emotional.
We've gotta learn to...
...communicate more like animals do,
without making a sound.
Whether it's a change in a heartbeat
or just reading each other's minds.
Sometimes it seems like, especially cows,
can even read ours.
If you wanna feel a higher power,
or know there's a higher power,
you gotta walk out in the field in the middle of the night,
and stop, and look up, and stare at the stars,
and look at the moon, and just wait
for power of something to start to flow through you. It just...
gives you a chance to talk to those
that went before, and those you lost,
and say the things
that you didn't get a chance to say before
or ask the questions you need to say now,
and get answers, and hopefully walk away with...
a better frame of mind,
and a little more peace in your soul.
Do you think we can go back?
I don't think we can go
back in life. I feel like we can...
...take pieces with us
and carry 'em forward. I think we can...
remember them and cherish them and...
hope that they still there when we come back,
but nothing's ever exactly the same.
Grass has grown, the trees have grown
and fallen over and the animals have found new paths.
We find a whole new world when we wake up.
When I was a kid my original mother left me like
goats, or cows, or sheep leave...
...a kid, or a calf, or a lamb
because they don't think they gonna make it
and they don't manage to survive either
because they weren't going to originally, or they didn't have
the help they needed to survive.
It's amazing sometimes how an animal
either can be so cruel or not
so intuitive to know
what's worth putting their time into.
Whereas, was lucky enough to...
have another woman come in
and take the place of my mother and...
raise me and give me the love and the support
and everything I needed in life to...
...let me survive and make me happy,
and now that she is gone, it's my turn to make sure
she's taken care of and got the things she needs and...
The time going forward.
There are traces that everything leaves behind.
This creature left us its skin behind.
Do you see? There are traces we can follow
and there are traces that we don't see.
There are things that we cannot understand,
but when we see the snake skin,
we know the snake had came before us
and left its trace for us to see.
Do you see the puddles in the water?
Do you see the liquid all around us?
When we awake, there's more and more and more.
Everything started as a solid
and made a transition into a liquid.
And things come from solid and move into the liquid state.
And when we wake up, we see the puddles
and you know we don't approach
to still waters, to stagnant waters.
Some people believe that those are portals to other places
and to other states of being or realms of consciousness.
But when I look into the waters,
I see all the creatures
and all the ancestors of where I came from.
What do you see when you look into those waters?
My grandmother and another mother...
...awoken in the springtime
to find white everywhere,
and they went out and walked, and they got wet.
It was like walking through the... the water,
it was like walking through a lake.
and they got wetter and heavier
and they struggled to make it back home.
And as they were walking back, they found a cow
that was lying still in the whiteness.
And my grandmother was brave and approached the cow
and saw that the cow's eyes
were still wide open and could still see.
But the cow was not moving and the cow was not alive.
But she harvested the eye of the cow
because she stood looking at the cow
that was silent and still.
She could see into its eye...
...and she could see that there were whole other worlds
inside the eye of the cow.
And she knew the cow could see further than we see
and see brighter lights than what we see.
They could see beyond the traces that we can see
And so she harvested the eyes of the cow as a reminder for us
that there's always more than what we see
or more than what we can follow.
And we will never be able to see everything.
We'll never be able to see it all.
Hello?
I was raised by four parents. I had one mom and three dads.
Sometimes it felt like,
I was being raised by a pack of wild beasts.
You never really knew what was going to happen.
And, as a result of this, my world view is very broad.
I was surrounded by so many different believes.
For example, every one of my dads believed...
...something different about what happened
when we went to sleep.
One of them always said,
that the sun never came up while we were sleeping.
I thought that the birds must all be going,
to some certain place for the long night.
My mother swore that it wasn't just us,
that the Earth who went to sleep,
just after we did, woke up just before.
Yes, so, there's all sorts of different stories
and that's all they really are, stories.
'Cause, none of us can tell if they're true or not,
'cause we're all asleep.
I was pretty fortunate to mostly have the same family group,
every time I went to sleep and woke up.
But there was this one sleep, from which we woke up
and I happened to have a new older sister,
and none of us really knew how she got there
or why she was there.
It took some time to get used to.
But after a while we realized,
or, unconsciously realized, that we were better for it.
Soli was born just this season.
These kids they grow up so fast
and they really have to, to be ready for the winter.
And it seems like just yesterday,
we had to lick the membranes
of his eyes right after he was born
and I know that next spring
when it's time for him to wake up,
we'll be there to lick his eyes clean
and get him ready for next season.
You are not gonna believe this,
but one of my fathers once told me
that he came from a place,
a totally different place.
He said he came through a lake, as if it were a gate.
What do you mean? Like a pond?
Yes, like a pond.
Hello, everybody! This song is for you.
♪ Fly me to the moon ♪
♪ Let me play among the stars ♪
♪ Let me see What spring is like ♪
♪ On Jupiter and Mars ♪
♪ In other words, hold my hand ♪
♪ In other words Baby, kiss me ♪
♪ Fill my heart with song And let me sing for ever more ♪
♪ You are all I long for All I worship and adore ♪
♪ In other words Please be true ♪
♪ In other words, I love you ♪
♪ Fill my heart with song And let me sing for ever more ♪
♪ You are all I long for All I worship and adore ♪
♪ In other words ♪
♪ Please be true ♪
♪ In other words ♪
♪ In other words ♪
♪ I love ♪
♪ You ♪
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