Wednesday, September 2, 2020

drawing down the moon

it rained so i did not lay naked on the ground.  instead i stood in the dark, the moon hidden by the clouds, bearing my nakedness and my soul to the elements.  tears came and i begged All That Is for peace and hope and healing.  i closed my eyes and imagined the moon, invoking the goddess, and as she appeared i raised my arms to bathe in her light and breathe her into me, humbled by her presence and by all that surrounds in nature.  the planets, the elements have existed for millennia.  our lives here are so small and temporary.  the meaning anything in our lives has is that which we give it.  if there is greater meaning, it is a mystery to us and has always been.      

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