This past Dark Moon, a week ago today, was planned to pass with little recognition. Originally, I had planned to cleanse the house. It is quite apparent, at this point, that there is at least one something here and I refuse to let it stay or reason with it in anyway: this is my house and I will not let it remain. But, I digress: that is a story for another entry.
This Dark Moon came, and like many a recent night, I was overwhelmed, multitasking to the point that I had no idea, really, what I was doing anymore. It was time for bed, the kids were... vying for the attention of a stressed out mom. The computer screen leered at me, angrily: a reminder of the immense amount of schoolwork I needed to do, a reminder that though one class would be ending the following Sunday, another would be starting on Monday.
As the Sun gently slips beneath the Western horizon, a Full, pregnant Moon slowly climbs up out of the East. The energy of this Moon has been building determinedly. Joined now, auspiciously, by Jupiter and Uranus, the night is full of promise and opportunity.
The tingling in the air is unmistakable, the possibilities endless.
Embrace the cold of the Winter night, call to the Lady, and make your request.
The Winter Solstice is literally just around the corner and oh, so auspiciously occurring within hours of not just a Full Moon, but a Total Lunar Eclipse, visible to most of the planet. So, while this all sounds terribly exciting and momentous, what does it actually mean to the magickally inclined?
I can't help but feel as if there some indication for improvement in the general standings of things coming. This last Dark Moon has affected me quite strongly and quite differently than usual. I've been unable to sleep the last few night, easy enough to blame on pregnancy derived comfort issues, but that hasn't been the case at all; I lay in bed, comfy, exhausted, and wide awake.
Getting the children ready for bed. Aurora's exhausted, laying down already. The lights are out, the blinds are open. Atticus and I sit on the floor, the light of the Full Moon streaming through the window casts strange, silvery shadows upon our skin. We hold hands and recite the prayers the children say every night. We stop then and turn and face the Moon.
The Moon, as we are all aware, asserts Her influence most heavily upon the water; the ocean levels rise and fall upon the beach at Her command. Interestingly, the earth and the human body have about the same percentage of water volume. Is it any wonder then, as water bodied wonders ourselves, that the Moon should have just as strong an effect on us?
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