She is the Life/Death/Life force, she is the incubator. She is intuition, she is far-seer, she is deep listener, she is loyal heart. She encourages humans to remain multilingual; fluent in the languages of dreams, passion, and poetry. She whispers from night dreams, she leaves behind on the terrain of a woman’s soul a coarse hair and muddy footprints. These fill women with longing to find her, free her, and love her.”
Gossamer threads of life hold me, Perched between Earth and Sky, Weaving the web, dreaming the dream, Through the two worlds I will fly. With you as my muse, Mother, I create the substance of dreams, Allowing the artist within me To fashion my life with esteem. I mold the clay of experiences Into a sacred Medicine Bowl, Capturing the essence of living As it sings deep in my soul. Your secrets of creation, Mother, Have taught me when to destroy The chains that have bound me, Limiting the expression of my joy. You have taught me how to labor, Giving birth to the visions within, Setting them free like silver arrows, Kindling the fire of Creation again.
New moon time is now. The moon begins her journey to wholeness this month in fiery Leo, the regal sign of self-love. La Luna is also illuminating Venus at the gate of love and compassion.
A new moon is not a time of action. Make this a time of dark, quiet reflection. Sit with yourself and ponder what you want to begin creating in the month ahead. Reflect, release and clarify who you are and what you want.
“A new moon teaches gradualness and deliberation and how one gives birth to oneself slowly. Patience with small details makes perfect a large work, like the universe…”
Full moon in Aquarius, the visionary. Tonight is the perfect time to sit with the moon and meditate on the future you want to create. Ask for a good vision to catch you.
Ask. Get still. Listen.
May a good vision catch me May a benevolent vision take hold of me, and move me May a deep and full vision come over me, and burst open around me May a luminous vision inform me, enfold me. May I awaken into the story that surrounds, May I awaken into the beautiful story. May the wondrous story find me; May the wildness that makes beauty arise between two lovers arise beautifully between my body and the body of this land, between my flesh and the flesh of this earth, here and now, on this day, May I taste something sacred.
The arts of women have been called the dark arts for too long, and they are the keys to infinity. Infinite form. Infinite being. Infinite life. The art of far sight. The art of inner knowing. The art of sign-reading. The art of deep feeling. The art of song and circles. The art of intuition. The art of frequency translation. The healing arts. The art of kitchen witchery. The art of communion. The art of sacred story weaving. The art of creation and manifestation. And others too wild to name.
The deer say be gentle with you It is a time to be courageous in gentler ways People cannot bully their way into creating magic It is the gentle heart that will find the way forward It is the gentle hearted who will find strength in the journey who know that their gentle ways are forged with love There IS nothing stronger.