moon

craving full .:. hungry for more

Whether it’s the Mercury retrograde or the up/down of the weather, my insides have felt raw. I’m at a loss for words and a loss for actions, stuck between what has been and what could be. This month, I’m creating a spell to remember the fullness of myself, no matter the shape of the moon or the size of my To Do list. They say it’s a Pink Moon, though not in color. Pink for flowers and blossoming and growth. The full moon in Scorpio arrives on Sunday, April 29, and some say it will be a time of unburdening. […]

encountering newness

It’s easy to see that spring is coming. From the rains here in northern California to the way the hills are neon green, the seasons are shifting. The winds are harder in the afternoon, blowing in the warmer air, the drier air. And the moon’s light is waning, as it does. As it does. I want to tell you that it’s easy to remember this is all a cycle of rebirth. I want you to know in your bones that everything that goes will return. That all that grows will fall away too. But in the moments when it’s all […]

new moon // just do it

My bones ached along the waning of the moon. A feeling like wanting to run and not being able to move. Not quite trapped, not quite free. I’m waiting for something. I’m ready for something. This is not a time for mourning, I hear between the rains. This is not a time for falling to pieces and kneeling on the ground. Now is the time to look up, look around, grab the tools you already have, and get started. For me, I need to go beyond words in order to find out what I must call into my life. Words […]

between supermoons: a spell

a ritual for these times for growing for brightness for glowing and flowing and shrinking and hiding and climbing under the covers   ingredients: a clear space / counter / shelf / mind a candle / any color / any size, but big enough to hold your dreams a promise (only you can make this one)   invite the possibility that this spell is already working somewhere between the shifting of tides and the aching of the growing days (or nights) breathe in the probability that everything changes (as it does, as it does)   conjure a feeling that you […]

moon tale

i want to tell you of the golden moon that hangs in the nearly blue sky in the hours between rest and return between fires and floods and the unknown lost so lost in the upswell and the downdraft of not knowing what to do i have seen a child’s first days and last days i have held the last stitches of my mother’s hands i have opened my eyes to the horror of it all i have closed my eyes to catch one glimpse of how it used to be i want to tell you of the golden moon […]

eclipsed

Sometimes, the shadows fall across the bright, the confident, the true. There is a breaking in the world today, a raw and open wildness that reaches out a hand to pull us up from all of the worries, the sorrows, and longings that sometimes make us sleepy. There is a beauty in the world today that beckons us to believe, to see, and to encounter the possibility that everything is sacred, even when it weeps. There is a spell that enchants and holds us, steady and solemn. The words are the forces of resilience and capacity, of knowing there is […]

phases

I don’t know what to say since my mother died in April, but there are words in every crevice of my life. There are ways to create signposts that alert me to what’s happened and no direction to what happens next. I know that something will emerge, that something will reveal itself in the light of the day and the night. There is magick in the liminal. New Death is first thing I think about in the morning now. After the alarm goes off, after the day lets me know it’s ready for me, I remind myself that she is […]

fullness

“Off in the twilight hung the low full moon, And all the women stood before it grave, As round an altar. Thus at holy times The Cretan damsels dance melodiously With delicate feet about the sacrifice, Trampling the tender bloom of the soft grass,” ~Sappho The fullness aches. The pregnant moment arrives, the moment of it’s-going-to-happen-no-matter-what-we-do is here. Look at the moon. I wander in the movement toward fullness, pulled and dragged at times. Do I dare?  “As the Moon at the full was complete, so all its potentialities were at their height: it was either the Healer of sorrows […]

New Moon, New Moon

“Love transforms us. Reveals our potential. Reveres what is inherent, even if unrealized, within us. It forms us in its image. Fortifies us with its strength. Instills within us the honorable duty to carry its message forward.” — Chani Nicholas, Today’s New Moon in Aries, The Courage to Love The moon sings to me, speaks to me, calls to me. Lingering in its shadow last night, I felt the whisper of a beginning. And tonight, I’ll walk out to the lavender in the front yard and whisper into the purple the spell that I want to bring into being. I’ll […]