ready begins in the now

Another month, another moon. 

Another opportunity to start, to finish, to believe, to hope, to release, to look forward, to shift.

I pulled a card from The Moon Deck today, as I do most Mondays. For guidance, for inspiration, and, sometimes, for courage. I pulled it out and looked at the figure with the moon at her back. 

Freedom and flight.

There is something in the world today that tries to tell us that we’re never fully prepared. As though this were a bad thing, as though this is a stopping point from which we can not begin again.

But we can. But we do.

The moon knows this — intimately.

In all of the moments where we falter or forget, we take a new breath. And the next one, and the next one. We take a breath the might feel like drowning. Or we take a breath that wakes us up. Or we take a breath that calls us back into our bodies. Or we realize our body is breathing us without any need for permission.

We ready. Because ready is a verb too.

Image from The Moon Deck

Perhaps we don’t know what we ready for or why or how. Perhaps we don’t need to know. Perhaps we just face it. That. Because time will pass, shadows will move, and openings come.

If we are patient, we are the beckoning of our beginning. And we can start at any time. We can begin now.

So, let’s make a spell for the ready.

Let’s call out to the resources and the beings and the whispers that hear us. 

Let’s light a candle, sing a song, become a prayer for the now.

In the moonlight, may we just arrive as we are. Imperfect. Delightful. Determined.

We’ve felt the stirring, the shaping of promise and present.

This moment was always coming.

Under the moon, reach out and hold the moment. Let it know you have arrived. Make a sigil of ready and carry it in your heart. Make art, make love, make gratitude for all that you already are.

It is never too bold to say that we are prepared with the places we have been and the angles of our experience.

It is never too much to show up. It is surely never too little.

Riding the waves of all that is, seen and unseen, we are not alone in this now.

Hold a hand, hold your own hand, hold your heart tightly and fiercely and unabashedly.

I can. I am. 

Already. All ready.

About the Author

I'm a Witch, a priestess, international teacher, often-vegan, invocateur, ritualist, drummer, writer, moon devotee, Sagittarius, and Reclaiming initiate. I am committed to facilitating community growth and connection through ritual creation, storytelling, moon magick, drumming, and embracing beauty in all of its forms. And I am delightfully devoted to Aphrodite, Hecate, Iris, and the Norns. You’ll often find me writing poetry, singing to the moon, crafting songs, and looking for a snack. Here, I'll be writing about the moon, ritual, rewriting personal and collective stories, and poetry. And letting inspiration take the lead.

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