New Moon Overnight

Overnight we hit the pitch of depth of lunar dark for the month~her new lunation, or new moon, comes with the dawn. This is the new moon cycle that brings about the Rites of Fall, known as Mabon or Fall Equinox. Archetypal time of Both, And….Equal balance of daytime and nighttime. Lesson of Being In-Between~Mabon…

Alchemy Thoughts, on the last week of Summer

We bonfired in person the night of full moon last week, it was the first time that the co-op I founded, and our two different Women’s Mysteries circles, gathered as one this whole fiscal year. The original of course being scheduled for Ostara, or the sabbath Rites of Spring. Which were cancelled because of the…

Dark Moon Clear-Seeing. The Power of the Hag.

Dark Moon is here, time of Mama Earth’s Shadow on Mama Moon. Monthly Time of Shadow-Reflection. This, the year of Collective Dark.  The fog and mists have been here all year.  Here, metaphysically.   And here, in 3-D form, at least along the mid-Atlantic Coast of the US. What the Buddhists would call Maya, the personal…

Prayer. Dark Moon, Before 1st Harvest.

It is July again, dark moon. Full she comes who brings the high tide, I float amid on my back watching oh the mists, as they have all year overtake, hold and quake, part and depart. Clear. They dance in relation.  Two cranes make noises upon arrival every morning the swelter of green heat.  The…

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…

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…

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…

Lunar Imbolc to traditional Imbolc, 2020

Happiest mid-Winter, friends. It is lunar Imbolc and we are blanketed both by the sweet velvet dark right now of mama Luna’s balsamic, or dark phase and mama Nature’s hibernation season of Winter.  Balsamic or dark moon is the final stage of the moon’s 8 phases.  It is the metaphoric PMS of the month, when…

Prayer Visions. Alchemy @ Solstice Tide

This time of year the darkness is a weightless velvet air cloaking everything. Darkness is, it becomes us we become it.  A quality of being. On Tuesday morning there was no energy left for me other than the wane.  Gigantic hush far bigger than me, but of me~a surrender in my soul. The moon was tilting towards her…

Lunar Samhain Blessings & Offerings

“Each person who follows his or her own light is a light in the web.  When what we do grows out of inner conviction that whatever it may be that we choose to do in a moment or in our lifetime is meaningful, there is soul in the choice.  Who we are inside needs to…