The Black Moon..

Releasing, letting go, dissolving, clearing out - a time to reflect on the ways that did not honour my inner awareness. Inklings went unacknowledged until it was too late - too late to simply move with the undercurrent, even though it was the right direction, there was nothing on the horizon to show my location, as in the easy summer days of floating around under the sun and moon, beside the treelined shores. It was a tumultuous view, foreign yet familiar. I was almost drowning, swirling in turbulence, because I didn't trust myself and fought the flow. I popped up at the last minute, gasping for air, to the demands of others wanting to know what happened... those inklings then became obvious obstacles, challenges and confusions to overcome - not the lifeline I expected, but the one I needed.

It is a perfect time to become free of those emotional and psychological burdens, to transform once again, to reset and reclaim what's rightly mine - The misunderstandings of anyone, including myself, are irrelevant to the trust I always had, yet lost, in the year of sloughing off the last traces of maiden and mother energies... the strength of those energies, once potent and advantageous, are useless now - they don't fit anymore, betraying the compelling space I currently hold.

This new phase of self-empowerment will wield an inner trust with explanations to no one. Outdated patterns have reveled themselves, however worthwhile they were, they no longer serve. In the past, during these kinds of transformations, I fled everything and everyone, thinking it was the only way through. This time, I stand my ground, knowing I am exactly where I need to be and who I will become. I accept the responsibility of holding up society's undervaluing of older women - Our society, in its quest for eternal youth, the admiration of surface beauty and physical vigor, will not progress unless crones take up their rightful place.

I will swim freely again, without a care, allowing all of life's mysteries to float me to the places and circumstances required to unleash the wisdom that time justly gave. I will confront the unknown, without template or tome, revealing the hidden pathway covered up by his-story's failures. 


 

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