ANTHEM FOR AN EMERGING ERA – This is my first song ever. I wrote the lyrics over 20 years ago as the Invocation for my epic, nonfiction saga of the Americas in transition: Odyssey of the 8th Fire < 8thFire.net > Then this week I logged on to Suno.com – an AI platform for music creation. I plugged in the lyrics, made some artistic choices, and voila: a soul-stirring anthem for some of the core ancestral teachings of the Americas — teachings acutely relevant to our present moments of history. My lyrics are printed below.
INVOCATION – Odyssey of the 8th Fire
A way ya, nyen tow
A way ya, nyen tow
A way ya, nyen tow
Ho way – Ya
Sing in me muses and prophets
Sing in me of the fires,
Seven times having burned
Sing of sparks
Struck by the steps
Of the sunbow pilgrims
Sing of trials, triumphs, and teachings
Sing of sacred places
and sacred ways
Sing in beauty
of all that may be revealed
for the eighth generation and beyond now arise
Sing in us of the sparks
And the 8th Fire arising
A way ya – ho!
A way ya – ho!
Meegwich Mishomis
Copyright 2026 – by Steven McFadden






We’re in transition, that’s for sure. By that I mean the rate of change around the globe–climate, business, education, technology, etc.–is cracking along at a wildfire pace: in our faces. We’re moving decidedly toward some new state of life.
Moving Around the Spiral
“According to the way we are taught, and the seeds that are being planted, the new calendar that has begun is to manifest peace–an age of peace. The elders have asked–this is a large council of elders, so they speak to Central and North American people–that the morning after every full moon at about 10 a.m., that we gather flowers and go outside and look to the Sun, to the flowers, and to the heart of the Earth. In so doing, we bring more solar energy and flower wisdom to the Earth, because the new age is an Age of Flowers.
“The whole issue of allergy,” she says, “is really an issue of the planetary system and not the human system. In some instances the Earth and the people are so out of alignment with one another that anything natural is disturbing to the human body. For years we’ve been taking artificial vitamins, and for years our food has been grown with artificial fertilizers. So the natural kingdom has been made an enemy, and the body and the immune system respond as if nature were an enemy. This is a result of years and years of improper drugging of the crops.

As viewed from the perspective of the classical four elements (earth, fire, water and air), floral healing approaches can be said to fall within the realm of air, specifically within the realm of Aquarius, which is the third and highest of the Zodiac’s air signs. The classical figure of Aquarius is not pouring out water, but rather waves of energy. Aquarius has long been said to rule electricity, high technology, flying, forward progress. In human beings the Aquarian impulse can be expressed as a cool detached intellectualism, the scientific mind. Aquarius is yang, and can be exceedingly dry.
“With flower essences,” Richard Katz commented, “we are seeking to bring spiritual light into our lives. Forty years ago, with the nuclear explosion, we split apart matter to create light. Now the generation that was born in that time has matured and is deciding whether to continue to split apart matter to create light or to radiate it from within. Never has the choice been clearer.”
At this juncture of world history many people sense the compelling forces of change bearing upon civilization–and they may also sense that it is part of their personal soul mission to engage and to help steer the Earth aright toward a clean, just, and peaceful state. For them the Age of Flowers has potential to resonate as an insightful frame of reference, and also as an auspicious soul call audible to the inner ear.






In passing Taxo left a legacy of kindness, respect, and spiritual intelligence. He also left illustrious teachings for all of The Americas.


A few weeks before Taxo’s death, in concert with natural rhythms on the Winter Solstice of December 2021, anthropologist Shirley Blancke published her book, 


