Dark moon, shadow of Mama Earth

“Each thing creeps back into its own nature with the shelter of the dark. Darkness is the ancient womb. Night-time is womb-time. We come out of the night into the day. All creativity awakens at this primal threshold where light and darkness test and bless each other. You only discover balance in your life when…

On the Practice of Making Offerings. Disseminating Moon.

Mama moon wanes now, or decreases in light.  We enter the last quarter of the moon’s lunation, half dark half light, darkness gaining.   That means we wrap up one of my favorite of her monthly phases~disseminating.  To disseminate means to “spread (something, especially information) widely.”  The disseminating phase follows her full phase, which we…

Going With the Wind by Barbara Ardinger —

Ohhhh how I needed this good medicine this day~ To Raven, Crossroad Winds, Tiger!, Mutations!!! & The Red Queen indeed~ The wind changed during the night. Even as they slept, the Witch and the Ladies of the Magic Mirror felt it and stirred in their beds. Kahlil the raven, who was sitting on the roof, felt it,…

New Moon before Lunar Beltane. Imagination as Calling.

It is new moon, it is respite, yearning.  It is the earth, her shadow upon the face of the moon. Her shadow calling breathless, calling in, calling home.  Sing song call, to rest.  Rest, nurture and reset yourself in the stillness of her peace. Quarantine Clarity.  Shows me myself. In all things the constant, how…

tiny as i am

Ahh right that’s what they wanted me to do circle on, I am thinking of or feeling out this- level generational patterning and deep in thought so that some parts of me are gigantic geometrics vibrating in the ether cortex, making mockery of satellites and shame.  On her way out the door I am blowing…

She be Big when Rising. Last Full Moon of Winter.

Dazzle yourselves this weekend dearest lovies, it’s our LAST WINTER MOON  !! This moon cycle brings on the season of light, or Spring Equinox. Spring is the energy of innocence and child-like whim and wonder, of dawn and birth. Opening to that light sweetness can be transformative this weekend. The last moon cycle of Winter,…

Dark to New Moon, last tide of Winter, & Grief

It is dark moon dear friends~may this post shine light in your personal and our collective dark We are ending Imbolc tide of mid-winter, the seeds of the Harvest nestled deep and stirring awake now in the nutritive yum of the womb of the year. Overnight tomorrow into Sunday Mama Moon moves from peak dark…