I've been paying
attention to the moon more.
Noting carefully the nights of the new
and full. Researching, studying and meditating with each so I may
begin to feel the cycles within my body. This simple awareness has
enlivened in me ancient feelings, stirrings and connections I have
long craved but have gone unnamed.
I've become
protective of my time in ritual, scheduling social activities around
it and guarding fiercely my need to be with the Mother Moon.
On full moons, I
prepare a jug of water which I will imbibe throughout the month. I
clear my crystals, pray over the water and give thanks for the
blessings as I am called.
On the new moon, I
cry and bathe myself. Releasing any distress from the cycle and
create what it is I desire to manifest in the coming month.
Simple, quiet and
deeply personal, I am so in love with our dances together. Finding this rhythm has put me in communion with the Feminine Divine, feeling her express and breathe through me. I am home again.
We have opened our
healing circle so that we many be in service to others, as we have
been asked by Spirit. Monthly we invite beloveds into our sacred
space and bring through the healing we are lead. Each cycle is
different and preparation distinct. Crystals, music, singing bowls
and the circle are all prepped overnight and blessed by the grace of
each full moon.
We never quite know
what we are walking into, what has been created, and what will
transpire. I find myself in trance most of the session and can
scarcely remember what it was that occurred.
I do know lives are
blessed and changed. This time in ceremony is so ancient, so
honored, it is far beyond my capacity to understand how.
Dance with us again,
dear heart, whether in private consecration or amongst the beauty of
those who can see you, we all are sharing the moon times together wherever we may be.
