At this point on the wisdom path, I have no doubts: if I don’t tend the moons, they tend me! This goes for my personal cycle (which we call our moon) as well as on the Earth Path, when the moon is symbol of the cyclical, in and out nature of the psyche. The dark…
Category: Women’s Mysteries
Final Harvest Full Moon.
The Full Moon on Wednesday (close to 4am Pacific) is traditional Final Harvest. It’s a flashlight, illuminating all you’ve brought into being this year. As well, it highlights what you still yearn for or what is left unresolved. This is an important time of quickening. There is an increased rush of energy that those sensitives…
Reflection-Time! At the Waxing-Tide of Final Harvest
Well it’s times like these I feel so small and wild… I Canyon chill is a smile that comes in the place where there’s only room for secrets and strength, which is hope, just under the skin. I do not like cold but October Canyon chill isn’t the cold of dreary end it is the…
Fall Equinox & New Moon
Tonight at 10:29 on the east coast is the Autumnal Equinox. Light and dark are equivalent. I am here on the East Coast, honoring my bounty with wide open eyes. The wind blows here in Pennsylvania with a giant sweep like the angels have a push-broom going shhooshhh shoooshhhh shooooshhh because…
Tonight is the last full moon of summer…
…why does that matter? Because as the sun throws itself way out to that far ol corner of the sky, and its light comes down no longer orange cast or even yellow but that sheer white color of September and long shadows–so too does the moon, who keeps us in soul time, remind that this…
Dark moon to New…the end begins again
A good day to look back over your month and consider the growing cycle, as well as mindfully tend what’s been active in Psyche all weekend long…
Lunar Lammas. First Harvest Moon.
This weekend’s full moon peaks around 11 tomorrow morning. This is the First Harvest, or Lunar Lammas. Soul wisdom arises from within: your bounty is in front of you, your own fruit is what is alive within your own two hands, in your one precious life! Surrender to the life in front of you, give…
Lunar Lammas moon tide prayer, oh Goddesses of bikini poem burrito.
At the peak of the summer it makes sense, I have no underwear and haven’t since I got back from school. Meaning I haven’t gotten to the Laundromat. I give thanks to the goddess of bikinis who oversees summer’s peak. I have so many, the tops and bottoms never match, yesterday at Sleepy’s I scrounged…
Lammas tide in Huntington Beach
When I sleep on the couch at Derynne’s my body refills itself the same way that happens when I am in the back room at Grandma’s. I don’t know how it happens or why it does this. The couch is sort of lumpy and often the cats scrounge around on my chest and make the…
Waking UP: Women’s Cycles & Earth Cycles as One.
And it is here: heart of summer, hearth of soul. I am ovulating, or pre-ovulation, which as a woman I know means I am at the height of my vitality. I am sparkling, vivacious, full of energy and ideas and intuitive, big-eyed ideas that seem to naturally connect like a live line of fire sizzling…
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