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Nancy Lankston
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New Moon Divination
From The Wildwood Tarot Deck
This is the second new moon in Aries this year – a rare event. And even more rare is the hybrid solar eclipse aligning with this new moon. The eclipse will begin as an annular eclipse and then progress to a total solar eclipse visible in the South Pacific and parts of Australia. Eclipses tend to shake up the established order and this one is no exception.
Here is what the cards have to say:
8 The Stag – Universal balance, judgment, divine intervention
On a personal level, some kind of adjustment has taken place. The key word here is ‘responsibility.’ We must, as individuals, constantly observe the rules and regulations of society and these can fluctuate as the views and knowledge of civilization change. Whether on a political or moral level, we subconsciously know when realignment of our perception is due. This is a time to welcome the justice that has arrived with the coming of spring, and the fire of creation. Face the coming season with honesty and integrity and trust to right and appropriate action.
8 of Vessels – Rebirth
Rejoice! A time of renewal and potential is here. The cycle of rebirth and healing brings inner peace and confidence. Once you accept that all the blessings and gifts of life can be yours or, indeed already belong to you, the fear of asking is gone. It is time to shed the skin of the past and accept and utilize the overflowing potential of the present that is freely available to you. Do not be afraid to make mistakes. Do not be afraid to ask: ‘Why not me?’ See potential where others only see barriers. See challenges as others see impossible odds. Apply all that you have learned through experience and toil to any problem and you will not fail. You have striven to survive and absorb insight; you have endured loss to retain your integrity. All of these trials have made you stronger, wiser and more effective. Drink of this new fountain of opportunity and renew your life objectives. You have endured the past, its gifts were hard won; now the challenge of the future unfolds. Grasp it and shape it in your hands as you would have it manifest in your life.
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In honor of the first full moon of spring…
Beehive
Within this black hive to-night
There swarm a million bees;
Bees passing in and out the moon,
Bees escaping out the moon,
Bees returning through the moon,
Silver bees intently buzzing,
Silver honey dripping from the swarm of bees
Earth is a waxen cell of the world comb,
And I, a drone,
Lying on my back,
Lipping honey,
Getting drunk with silver honey,
Wish that I might fly out past the moon
And curl forever in some far-off farmyard flower.
~Jean Toomer
1894-1967
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Art by Neil Thompson
available on Etsy
Earth Woman
Bone Woman
Spiral on the Stone Woman
Sky Woman
Air Woman
Wind in her hair Woman
Fire Woman
Shimmer Woman
Candle glow and glimmer Woman
Water Woman
Rain Woman
Wash away the pain Woman
Wolf Woman
Lone Woman
Maiden, Mother, Crone Woman
Bird Woman
Sing Woman
Feather on the Wing Woman
Cauldron Woman
Moon Woman
Sacred Blood of Womb Woman
Tree Woman
Root Woman
Flower into Fruit Woman
Drum Woman
Come Woman
Dance in Time with All Women
~Rebekah Myers
I no longer pray—
now I drink dark chocolate
and let the moon sing to me.
I no longer pray—
I let my ancestors dance
through my hips
at the slightest provocation.
I no longer pray—
I go to the river
and howl my ancient pain
into the current.
I no longer pray—
I ache, I desire,
I say “yes” to my longing.
I no longer pray as I was taught
but as the stars crawl
onto my lap like soft animals at nighttime
and God tucks my hair behind my ears
with the gentle fingers of her wind
and a new intimacy is uncovered in everything,
perhaps it’s that I’m finally learning
how to pray.
~Chelan Harkin
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Image by NancyL
Down near the bottom
of the crossed-out list
of things you have to do today,
between “green thread”
and “broccoli,” you find
that you have penciled “sunlight.”
Resting on the page, the word
is beautiful. It touches you
as if you had a friend
and sunlight were a present
he had sent from someplace distant
as this morning—to cheer you up,
and to remind you that,
among your duties, pleasure
is a thing
that also needs accomplishing.
Do you remember?
that time and light are kinds
of love, and love
is no less practical
than a coffee grinder
or a safe spare tire?
Tomorrow you may be utterly
without a clue,
but today you get a telegram
from the heart in exile,
proclaiming that the kingdom
still exists,
the king and queen alive,
still speaking to their children,
—to any one among them
who can find the time
to sit out in the sun and listen.
~Tony Hoagland
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Image: Mount Shasta Sunset
by NancyL