February’s Moon is traditionally called the Snow Moon because usually the heaviest snows fall in February. This name dates back to the Native Americans during Colonial times when the Moons were a way of tracking the seasons. And the Native Americans were right. On average, February is the USA’s snowiest month, according to data from the National Weather Service.
Ok, sweet Snow Moon, here goes:
I let go of unnecessary weight
I let go of dark energy
I let go of stagnation.
I cultivate cave days!
I cultivate creative growth during hibernation
I cultivate elephant pace, royal grace.
January’s blue moon is a SUPERMOON, with the moon being at it’s closest point to the earth making the Full Moon brighter and larger. It gets even better with a Total Lunar Eclipse visible in the western United States on January 31st.
Oh, you blue beautiful thing, here goes:
I let go of unnecessary weight
I let go of hiding
I let go of perfection.
I cultivate playfulness
I cultivate courage
I cultivate my Divine Self.
Winter solstice is upon us, the astronomical first day of winter in the Northern Hemisphere. The word solstice comes from Latin sol “sun” and sistere “to stand still.”
Oh, standing still.
Ok, Sweet Winter Moon, here goes:
I let go of unnecessary flurry
I let go of a hasty mind
I let go of busy-ness.
I cultivate stillness
I cultivate quietude
I cultivate tranquility.
October’s Moon is often referred to as the Full Hunter’s Moon, Blood Moon, or Sanguine Moon. Many moons ago, Native Americans named this bright moon for obvious reasons. The leaves are falling from trees, the deer are fattened, and it’s time to begin storing up meat for the long winter ahead. Because the fields were traditionally reaped in late September or early October, hunters could easily see fox and other animals that come out to glean from the fallen grains. Probably because of the threat of winter looming close, the Hunter’s Moon is generally accorded with special honor, historically serving as an important feast day in both Western Europe and among many Native American tribes.
Ok, full blood moon, here goes:
I let go of ignorance.
I let go of fear.
I let go of the separation.
I cultivate kindness amongst adversity.
I cultivate silence.
I cultivate Unity.
We celebrate my beautiful man’s birthday today.
I wrote this poem when we first met.
I haven’t changed my mind on any of it.
Happy birthday, my love.
He’s quite the badass.
He’s a rebel and he’s the too cool for school.
He’s behind the crowd, he’s the slow walker, he’s the leader of the pack without trying to be.
He’s the sage and the delinquent in one.
He’s the joker, the enigma, the shadow, and then also the ray that seeps in slowly, ever so slowly, before blasting up the room.
Oh, the ever present, Sun. The Son.
He walks into a space and, “All Hail Caesar!”
But he doesn’t like that.
Maybe he doesn’t hear it?
Could be that he tries to ignore it.
I mean, come on, it’s only natural.
Stupid me, should’ve known.
Continue reading “happy birthday [boom poem for lover]”
The September full Moon is usually known as the Full Corn Moon because it traditionally corresponds with the time of harvesting corn. It is also called the Barley Moon because this is the time to harvest and thresh ripened barley.
Ok, Full Corn / Barley Moon , here goes:
I let go of birthday age.
I let go of the feeling I have to be somewhere by now.
I let go of old records in the mind.
I cultivate celebration.
I cultivate creative abundance.
I cultivate visualizing.
This one came roaring in last year. Life is in the eye of the beholder. How you see, is what you see, and then life matches you.
And it takes bravery to see outside the box and whisper, “I have a fighting chance.”
It’s the, “Imagine if”…
It’s a fight – or inner work – that becomes the vehicle.