~Who is She? ~ Moon day 1

Words
431
Reading
2 min
Listen
Play
9y


 Moon Day 1   

The moon plays many parts, has told many stories.

Today, we sit on the cusp of a full moon, and Imbolc; passing of the season from winter cold to seeing the first signs of spring. Since ancient times this phase has been a celebration of the passing from death and returning into Life.

Myth holds that the return of the sun at Imbolc marks the recovery of the Goddess Brigid after giving birth to a god. As the light is lengthened each day, she awakens. She is Reborn. Mother to Crone. Crone into Maiden, into Mother, back to Crone.

I sit in contemplation, wonder, feeling deeply into my role here, my place in the patterns of life on Earth. As I honor the cycles of the Earth beneath my feet I find Peace in the cycles of my own human life. I give thanks to the Moon in Her aspect as the triple Goddess.

Imbolc is this Friday February 2nd.

On Imbolc at sunset or just after ritual, it is tradition to light every lamp in the house - if only for a few moments. Or, light candles in each room in honour of the Sun’s rebirth.

If you wish to connect deeply with the Earth spirits on this day, create a ritual to give thanks. Go somewhere you consider Sacred space, in nature, or in your home. Offer celebration to Life and gifts to the Earth. Spend time in that space, visualize your wishes and dreams. Allow yourself to open up and Listen to the voices of Nature. What do you hear?


 
Art from http://www.renegadetribune.com/imbolc-celebration-goddess/

~Original Poetry ~

Who is She?

 The Moon. My Womb. My Mother's Womb. 

 Our bodies magnetized, drawn 

By the energies of ebb and flow, 

Push and pull 

Though we will struggle 

We learn to release from All control 

At the everlasting moment 

As Light aligns in the ancient cave 

In our hearts, a Sacred safe space

Where All our children are made 

Keep secret no more  

A womb cannot be a cage 

A Heart can never be enslaved 


 The Moon is the candle of the Night 

Held up near the mouth of a child 

Her eyes are inflamed, hair gone Wild 

She sees between twilight   

With Her bare naked eyes 

She peers between Souls 

Beyond black, beyond white 

Beyond hearing and sight 

Beyond wrong, beyond right 

She knows then 

All Hearts are Alight 

Reflecting the Love of   

True Eternal One 

Like the Light of the Moon 

Shines the Light of the Sun   


 

art by Stephanie Law

~Who is She? ~ Moon day 1 | Ecency