Under the dark Moon

Under the dark Moon

The new moon is here, which means another turning of the lunar year. Now is the time to enter cleansing mode; the art of release is the energy focus for the next week.

And the proximity of Imbolg to this weekend’s New/Dark Moon has release, cleansing, & planning written all over it. This is a time for introspection, making goals, and releasing old and no longer useful energies and patterns. With this lunar phase, though, the need for release and cleansing seems higher.

When release is achieved and cleansing has been completed, planning can be started to later accomplish the goals we set for ourselves now.

When practicing the art of release, essentially we have to cleanse/clean. This can manifest as physical cleaning and de-cluttering of our living and working spaces, and it can manifest within our Selves–spiritually, mentally, and emotionally cleansing or releasing.

So take this time, this turning of the Moon, to release that which no longer serves you, to cleanse your spaces, and to listen to your inner Self. Plans and goals should be tended and worked toward at this time, and nighttime dreams should be accounted for. Try keeping a dream journal for quick writing when waking. Believe it or not, our Dream Selves are a very real part of us. They can intimate many knowings if we just listen.

The following are suggestions to help begin this process; most of all, let it come from the Heart, and harmony and new opportunities will be invited in once the old has been released.

  • Throw open windows, let in sunlight, hang crystals & chimes in the windows (& other parts of the house) to help release stale air & energy & help invite fresh air & clean energy
  • Bring in plants; ivy, pothos, succulents, fuschias, African violets, etc. can make great houseplants because they don’t require direct or overbearing sunlight. They’ll also raise the vibrations & good juju in the home.
  • Dust, sweep, vacuum, mop; do all these things like Spring cleaning fever. The act of sweeping (this can also be achieved symbolically with sweeping motion) itself is both physical and spiritual: dust & dirt are swept out, as are negative energies & emotions.
  • Smudge (with windows open to help release the energy & bring in the fresh), burn candles, burn incense; the act of ‘burning’ cleanses the air & negative energies to make receptive to higher vibrations & energies.
  • Toss the synthetic air fresheners and cleaners, and opt for all-natural: boil cinnamon sticks for a spicy aroma, add a few drops of essential oil (like lavender, basil, rosemary, or mint) to your mop water or cleaning water, and even opt for an aromatherapy oil burner.
  • Write, write, write; keep a journal, log your goals & your steps to accomplish them, record your dreams, make lists of your daydreams, etc. This is release, good release, & it’ll help you listen to your inner voice.

As the energies from Imbolg fade into the distance, Dark Moon reminds us to look inward, to dream, and to recognize our true callings. Pull those inward thoughts out and release them onto paper–in a journal, as a list of goals, aspirations, hopes, etc. Use these dreams to make goals that will help you get to where you want to go on Life’s path.

Now is the perfect time to plan out the steps toward reaching any goals that you do want to set for yourself, and the careful planning and hard work will pay off later in the year. Whether it relates to career, finances, family, romance, friendship, etc., planning goals and dreaming big will help keep you focused throughout the remainder of 2016–and the year of the Monkey!

But even though hard work is necessary and daunting at times, it will bring its rewards. Just don’t let “all work” be your main focus that it becomes passionless. Play, laugh, create something new, and keep dreaming.

Blessings, Love & Light Xo

 

 

 

[Image courtesy of UniverseToday.com; “Photo of the Moon shows its far side. The image was taken by NASA’s Galileo spacecraft as it was speeding out on its journey to Jupiter.”]

A Chance Meeting

A Chance Meeting

The feel of the world that surrounds me is ever oppressive in its summer heat… the slow drowning of sticky, humid air. I can still feel what’s left of the pleasantness in the slow, soft breeze–balmy, lingering within the leaves as they’re rustled by its whisper.

I think of poetry, of prose, of a narrative told in an ancient tongue. I don’t quite know the story, but the visceral feel of emotions and the scant pictures painted within my mind are ever present, needing in some way to release themselves.

There are stories I have, stories to tell. I watch and observe all I see around me and I am not without modes of inspiration. I come upon magic in all there is in the world, some vehement and sour, while other experiences promise hope, joy, and love.

A chance meeting is something a writer can always hope for; with a pleasant stranger discussing the weather, with an animal along a wooded trail, and with the Spirits in the land. Inspiration is divine, and divinity is all around us. Learn to see from within, and watch the secret places of the earth.

Keep a look out for these chance meetings because even the smallest bit of knowledge can be gained, giving the proper inspiration for a story to unfold.

Lughnasadh Haiku

Lughnasadh Haiku

I was sadly too busy to do much for this year’s Lughnasadh festivities. I wanted to attend a festival down in Clearwater…the place is called Greensong Grove…it’s a lovely sounding name for something seemingly…enchanted, don’t you think? Unfortunately I was unable to attend. But I did manage to create some poetry for the season:

Nontraditional, I decided to play with the traditional 5-7-5 count…

 

Looking up to the sky at
A full harvest moon
Cool, aglow this autumn night

Mists circle in, surrounding
Earth’s last summer song
Warm nights are now memories

The Hunter calls the Chosen
To this sacred grove
Children of seasons

The leaves–brown and gold and red
Signify the end
Of summer’s warmth and passion

Souls are drawn within, waiting
Keeping close to home
Till winter’s dying cycle