Beautiful meditative piece for any New or Full Moon and perfect for Autumn’s Equinox coming soon.
The first rain started early this morning and included some soft lightening and light shifts in the sky. Here’s Daisy, the water meter fairy, doing her work. I love the sound of pitter patter on the patio roof. The fresh smells are so erotic. No lawn mowing today so it’s quiet, peaceful. I can’t wait for the equinox but fall officially feels here today. I’m sure the sun will be back. The cooler weather is astoundingly refreshing. Slippers feel good on my feet. I’m tired of going barefooted.
Today the flow was graceful and effortless. I thank the Universe for that. I am grateful for all of my opportunities to serve. I feel complete, and then some. I have always considered the “9” to represent this: completion, rebirth, a start of something new. All the signs were there today to represent major change and shifts. I’m grateful the moon is listening, and that it’s energy is nourishing me. I recall my days at the ocean and the sound of the waves. They settle all uneasiness, and calm me to my core. It was not without some injury, however. My car suffered a smashing into a circular divide. Funny, always a divide when a major life shift happens. “Fuck!” I yelled. I was busy lifting my teacher bag from the back seat to the front seat to get my cell phone. Bad move, I know. My phone acted funny this morning. Couldn’t receive calls or check my voicemail. Then, it worked fine couple hours later. Metro doing systems updates was what they told me. I’m glad it started working normally again and quick, though. I bless my intentions for my upcoming ceremony. It’s gonna be a big one. I can feel it. After all, I got to go on a bear hunt today. And I got a bear hug when I got home!
As the Fall Equinox, Mabon, approaches on September 22, the changes begin to soar both internally and externally. I can see it in the weather, in my body, in the solar system, in the government. The time has come to return to this natural flow of following the sun’s cycles and living off its rays of energetic light. I’m pondering my Mabon ritual when the sun will be entering Libra. What will be my intention for this New Moon on Friday the 18th? What will be my intention for the Mabon as the moon will barely be visible, still new and barely waxing, hovering over me, listening for my request? What will you whisper to the moon on these nights? It will be listening for you and asking you, “What is your intention this night?”
For the New Moon, my intention is to create positive flow in aspects of service to humanity and planetary work. I ask that my work continue to flow effortlessly and that I find a mutually respectful, cooperative, spiritual “home”. I ask that all my coworkers, parents, students, administrators, support staff be blessed bountifully and that our energy sync to work together seamlessly in a cohesive, supportive enviornment. May our lights be brightened by the one’s we serve. May my work on planetary peace be supported and blessed. I ask for more insight into this work and the vision to carry it out. I ask for more time to devote to the study of this work and the manifestation of it. Again, may it flow perfectly and with Divine timing and planning in effect. Blessed be. Amen.
For the Fall Equinox, my intention is to transition into a new vision of life and living. I want my focus to be on service, independence and production toward a newer, better way of living. I ask the angels to support me through this transition and to make it easy and graceful. I vow to make better choices. I vow to focus on my intentions. I vow to make progress toward my goals. Transition and transformation is paramount. I grow. I evolve.
More on the altars and blessings on the dates. Why are you waiting? Set your intentions now.
what is this thought recurring in my brain
this obsession that wakes me
both night and day?
what is this vision taking new form
haunting me in darkness
screaming out during day?
This early September Full Moon, I post a February sunset to recall winter’s beautiful skies that are coming soon. The storms bring darkness, but with it comes the miraculous return of the spectacular light. As another hot spell winds down tonight, I am reminded of this light shift, of this weather change, of the fresh breezes of today and gentler weather always makes me feel so much better. The light is less intense today. The birds chirp easier and shade is in our favor. As the temperature relaxes, so does my body heat and my inner mind. I relax into the cooler weather. I fall into Fall.
from the inspiration of inception to the memories of death,
from the depths of winter to the long days of summer,
our cycles evolve, change, grow and expand
to meet the needs of the ever present now.
as the years float into decades and centuries,
as the miles melt away into voids of space and distance,
we become who we were meant to be
to help heal our planet, ourselves and each other.
being as one with the universe in the eternal void,
being as one with the planet in an appreciation of joy,
linking hearts and minds in a passionate truth:
that to be in love is to be in life.
I am completely whole, healthy and happy. My body and all its cells are renewed now with the light and source of love. I visualize my body as completely healthy and free from all toxins. I am health. I am healthy.
My family and friends are complete and whole and healthy. We interact in harmonious and inspiring ways. All of our interactions are peaceful, loving and kind. We see each other’s point of view and listen to one another’s feelings. We hear each other. We are all healthy, strong, vibrant and alive and living to our full potential now and forever.
I am love. I radiate kindness, joy and positivity. When I think of or see this mandala, I am reminded of this visualization and can easily recall that place inside of inner peace and tranquility. I return to love. I return to sanity. I return to health. I return to the inner light of me and to the outer light of the moon. All is well.
sitting in a booth in oakland, east bay
reading a book and it sure looks good
california you never felt so good
with your sleeves of song
and your quilts of kindness
reading the news and it looks bad
no money anywhere here
we’re last on the list in school
no jobs to speak of anywhere
it all just seems so hopeless
but then that stranger sees my glare
he gives a warm smile to the loneliness
and puts one on my face back
it’s just that way here it seems
when it all looks bad, someone smiles
oh california, my home and precious land
your beaches soothe my spirit
the sand takes my memos and reads them
and the oceans accepts my fallen sticks
I just couldn’t love you much more
california, I’m staying home
california, I’m glad you’re home
california, the best is yet to come
Other names for this moon: Herb Moon; Barley Moon; Corn Moon.
As Summer winds down and Autumn begins to inch in, transition is seen early in the leaves this year in Northern California. My Japanese Maple is already turning shades of brown. I, too, am pondering change as Summer comes to a close and Autumn shows it’s early signs.
This New Moon, I wish for health: for me, my family and friends. I put our garden “Buddha” (we call him Buddha but it’s really not Buddha, it’s an Indian god) on my New Moon altar along with my mountain rock and silver rocks in my Poppy’s medicine bowl. The board, or mat, is the cutting board from our kitchen that was there throughout my childhood but had since become a “garden board”. The center bowl is filled with purified water, essential oils and rose petals, along with alchemy stones. The entire altar is placed facing Mt. Diablo at the South end of our backyard. The Indian god is facing North. My prayer for this month’s New Moon in Leo is for healing and health.
Wow! I guess this is my twin or something! Read on:
When I was 7 months pregnant, I was throwing up everyday. I mean not just everyday but like, three to four times a day. That’s right. It was about equivalent to what and when I ate. My little baby womb was not having it. Not even crackers or water. I took nausea pills everyday and they sort of helped, but not much. It was like 9 months of motion sickness and drunkeness beyond parallel of any sailor. To make matters worse, I was living in Sacramento with my mother-in=law. Of course, it had to be Summer, too. When I did get a chance to take in the moon, it was a moment of ecstasy beyond description. I was serene. I was peaceful. I wasn’t barfing.
I had edited a national magazine, freelanced and ghost written for years and now it had come to pass: the childbearing years were upon me. All I can remember now are hot flashes, backaches, wobbling, puking, migraines, and not being able to eat anything. I was ready for Winter, and her birth, to arrive.
Skip a leap, and she’s already almost 3. Okay, she’s really 2.5. Actually, she’s 31 months. Who’s counting and how, really? We do everyday. We count apples and bananas. We count crackers, cups, socks, shoes, fingers, toes.
But what we like to do most under the moon is read. Read stories or tell stories that stem from an idea, or an inspiration. We talk about what those mean, too. I love Jamie Curtis’ book on those “Big Words” that little ones LOVE to use properly, or not so properly.
Our other most favorite activity to do under the moon is to “moonwalk” in the backyard garden. We talk about what we see and describe it. A sort of “I Spy” game. We also talk about what we see in the night’s sky, what the weather’s like, the day we had, shapes we see, colors, count things, and then count some more things.
When it’s warm, we pitch a tent and sleep on the backyard lawn. If it’s really warm, we just throw down a tarp and some sleeping bags and quilts while we look up at the sky and dream. Summer time moonlite night’s are like that: dreamy. They get those story time inspirational ideas flowing. They’re great for sparking meaningful dialogue between you and your little tyke. A dialogue that molds a mind, shapes a future and creates a dream…
I am taking the time, as my collegue writes, to “enjoy the Summer Toddler Moon” months and years. They are so utterly precious and magical.