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…

Full Strawberry/First Fruit Moon Ritual

This is the full moon of first fruit, known by the Almanac as Strawberry Moon. She’s at peak power about 3pm eastern today, with an eclipse just moments following. When her lunation is complete, Summer begins. Join me online to clean, clear, clarify, and consecrate, or Make Holy, tonight 5:15-6pm eastern. If you wish, have…

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…

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…

The blessings blessings bring.

I committed to my own therapist that I’d be writing, I don’t feel like writing in my journal, processing and tracking seem obsolete right now, but this, this sitting quiet, breathing deep in my corner.  Smudging with herbs I grew and blessed and harvested myself.  Candle dance touching that spot in my heart that muscles…