05/12/2025
December Full Moon 🌕
She’s a beauty, last one of the year 🤍 transition time, sit with it.
So many words popping and resonating for me this evening…
Dark, quiet, cold, bright, still… a rustle, a hoot, a plane in the distant, quiet again. Moon magic and me.
In the quiet I definitely hear more, especially from myself, the self that’s inside, tucked away, hidden and sheltered from the outside world- there’s way too much noise out there for me.
Although sometimes it’s so quiet, too quiet, I can’t think straight. I think that’s why I like to walk, move, dance, shift, it’s like the movement facilitates the ability for me to clear space, the space I need to think, to feel, to notice, to drop in, to have any attempt at finding the smallest morsel of the clarity I seek (pretty f* #¥ing hard these days with the mid life brain fog) - my body just needs the motion to really help me hear, clear, see, feel, sense and make sense, untangle, to reach any kind of ability to be then enjoy and be able to be still. I guess that’s why I’m drawn to yoga so much, the calm after the storm, asana to clear in order to sit.
Grow ~ Space ~ Forgive ~ Trust ~ Gentle ~ Leave ~ Grip ~ Closing ~ Delays ~ Doubt ~ Emotional Clutter ~ Old Patterns ~ Old Versions ~ Clear ~ Loosen
Our words matter, especially the words we speak to ourselves and how we speak them. Your body is quietly listening, literally hanging off your every word to yourself, send it some love 🤍🌕
