The moon hung as a heavy crescent in the sky this morning. A large vessel suspended and holding the stars and planets and cosmos in her curve.
Even as the sun rose and the broken clouds became pale pink around their edges, she hung there, a reminder perhaps, that letting go, that releasing, makes space for the universe to inside to shine even brighter. It is not yet Spring. There are 6 more weeks more to go before the Equinox arrives, yet all around I feel a the quickening below the surface. Part of me wants to leap forward to dive into the possibility that Spring brings, but another part, a stronger part, wants to continue to rest into the gently warming Winter sun, the intermittent rains and winds and retreat into the still quiet of myself. I want to dream. Today as I ran through the mud and hopped over broken branches and toppled trees (not as graceful as it sounds) I felt that dreaming self inside. She imagined all sorts of things, snippets of story and song birthed into the incubator of body, ready to be acknowledged but not yet seen, spoken or shared. Today I spoke with the squirrels and woodpeckers, the hawks and vultures, and even to the random swan and they whispered back, reminding me that rest can come in so many ways and that being cradled in the arms of the wild is one of them. What are you dreaming beneath the waning moon Wise One? What are you feeling as the earth begins to stir? What possibilities are drifting in, perhaps not ready to be shared, but making themselves known? What is the vessel that is you holding through this second half of the Winter? In my muddy adventures this morning I ran through the campground we will be gathering at for our Summer Retreat. I could vision the space as it will be then, tents pitched, fire cracking, altar spread out and growing with each day. I could hear us singing together and eating together. I could imagine the rituals unfolding and the alchemy of our gathering shifting the very vibration of the air. The retreat is scheduled for June 7-9th here in Sonoma county California. I have also reserved the space for the 6th, so if you come early, you are welcome to camp the extra night with us. Learn more and register here There is so much growing now behind the scenes and waiting to be seen in the sun. Stay tuned.
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August 2024
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