This is from earlier this week.
It all started with a moon.
The earth’s moon.
My moon. Our moon.
This past Saturday the moon was FULL.
And word from astrologists . . . SUPER.
My months have been reordering themselves, fairly strictly around the cycle–
as if being a woman doesn’t already set one on that path.
After the MADNESS of 2014, and the CHAOS of the first half of 2015,
I am like, nesting, or something.
It’s a strange thing for me.
I am such a gypsy.
But during all the activity this year I feel like I have been wielding some great power– like I am trying to lasso the world’s largest creature, direct a tornado with my breath, or balance all the earth’s energy on the tip of my little finger.
I have been more than successful at taming the wildness.
I am seeking to maintain the beautiful movement of this life and still sustainably harness it.
. . .
So, I rebooted my tea drinking meditation time
and joined a year long course to help guide me in all this wish fulfillment.
Special love to Mindy!