It’s easy to say that, “the industry is to blame,” or “the industry doesn’t understand this.”
But because no one is charge, because there’s no coherent enforcement method, this is merely a shorthand. There is no industry, no economy, no market. Only people.
And people, people can take action if they care.
What is April’s Full Moon?
This name came from the herb moss pink, or wild ground phlox, which is one of the earliest widespread flowers of the spring. Other names for this month’s celestial body include the Full Sprouting Grass Moon, the Egg Moon, and among coastal tribes the Full Fish Moon, because this was the time that the shad swam upstream to spawn.
Here are my Egg Moon offerings:
I let go of getting it all done.
I let go gripping the path.
I let go wrinkled shirts that need to be ironed.
I cultivate trust.
I cultivate honoring ebb and flow.
I cultivate creative magnets.
FADE IN: a car, 2 friends peeling mandarins:
“I mean, now what? We just go back to farts and Trader Joes?”
She looks at me expecting an answer.
Farts and Trader Joes…yeah, that seems about right. You spend enough time with someone, sure, that’s what happens. I don’t say that, instead I nod.
She scoffs and looks away.
“It’s not fair,” she says quietly.
She’s so pretty when she’s mad/frustrated/sad/resentful/vulnerable.
When she’s human.
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