A Full Moon, The Eighteenth Week of the Second Year in the New Abnormal
It was a full moon this week. I love looking up on a clear night and viewing the magical, mystical moon between the high rises. Ever since I was a child I’ve found the moon an enchantress. Myths have their place, and for many years I counted on myths to justify my outsized love of a full moon. In times of feeling invisible I felt seen by the moon.
The lure of the moon as a symbol of feminine energy resonated with my earliest feminist leanings. Now at the foreseeable dawning of my senior classification, I am still drawn to the phases of the moon. Perhaps it is the passage of time that resonates with the lunar cycles. Or maybe it’s my propensity for relying on my imagination to improve on everyday life.
Whatever the case, I am grateful to be able to look up at the night sky. It’s guidance, imaginary or otherwise, will continue to fuel my dreams and capture my heart. Given my friends, and referencing the arts, I know I am not alone in this.
· Do the stars and the moon speak to you? If so, write about it. It will strengthen that connection.
· Do you have rituals or habits unique to daytime and night? If so, try to change them up. See if that gives you a new perspective. It might have a new insight when you shift your routine.
· Shop your closet and drawers to find the clothes that have soft and soothing fabrics. It could be a scarf or a swatch of cloth, if not a piece of clothing. Keep the clothes or fabrics in an accessible location so that when you need soothing you have a perfect garment to wear, or a piece of cloth to rub for comforting.