"The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to."
Carl Sandburg
As a young child, I searched for the moon. It was my one constant even when I could not see it in the sky. I knew it was there, up so very high, simply blocked by clouds floating by. There was an energetic exchange that assured me I would be just fine. My breathing would balance, my heart felt full, and fear slowly dripped away.
The full moon is ramped with high energy which can trigger disturbances beyond repair, and yet, it can shift us towards loving care. At times, we will only pay attention when things are so tumultuous, they can no longer be ignored. We are forced into action as the moon shines brightly upon our despair.
I like to think of the full moon as a portal in the sky. I visualize ascending into this brilliant light, losing physical form. It is in this energy that peace abounds, and I believe in life hereafter. And when the time comes that I am no longer here, just look up there! I will be a moon beam just waiting to listen and rekindle light.
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