Full moon in airy Aquarius and change is in the air. Now is a great time to think about what you would like to shift or change about your life. Consider all your options – even the wild and whimsical ones.
We are still in a state of flux, so don’t make final plans yet – simply consider your options.
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Art: Taking the Moon for a boat ride’ by DD Mclinnes
the stars speak your name the moon sings in your veins the selkies who swim through harbor and lagoon remember you with liquid eyes
come home to the timeless tide to the truth of you hidden like witchlight under your skin come home to your true story the one hidden like sunken treasure beneath who you think you are and who the world told you you could be
you are more than the roles you play for others and the ones you try on for yourself you are more than your fear more than your longing circumstances and pain
come away from the harsh dry land of limitation move away from the shoreline of approval the sharp rocks of fitting in will only bruise your luminous skin
lay down all you think you know abandon that habit of smallness relinquish the sting of bigness let what is unworthy drift out from you
feel
allow the waves of possibility to cradle your soul-drenched heart
float
on the current of ancestors those who burned and bled who gave all so you could embody what they could not so that you could become
more
spread your arms wide like hope and your legs wild like abandon feel your spine loosen with silk and starlight
you belong to She who holds the deep in her lap She is not afraid of the dark
She is the dark
and you are the pearl she is crafting from chaos and crisis look at you shine every bit of you treasure”
Today I gave up On healing my trauma I gave up On practicing the skills To become whole Today I gave up On evolving Into that ever elusive Better version of myself Today I submitted To the wound of love I stopped pointing at it Looking at it Soothing it Tweaking it Fixing it Finessing it Hiding it Polishing it I stopped this game of separation I crawled inside the wound And spread it open I decided to wear it like a gown I accepted my total and utter Failure To be anything else But me
“Tell your story. Shout it. Write it. Whisper it if you have to. But tell it. Some won’t understand it. Some will outright reject it. But many will thank you for it.
And then the most magical thing will happen. One by one, voices will start whispering, ‘Me, too.’ And your tribe will gather. And you will never feel alone again.”