Three mornings ago I was up by the moon light shining on my face. I decided to heed her call, made the coffee, poured it into my favorite mug, swaddled myself in a blankie, and meandered onto my back balcony. I leaned into the railing and drank in the silvery glow of the moon. Her light caressed the leaves and fruits of my garden, while the darkness still danced on the underside of the plants. I felt my face illuminated with the strong mystery of the moon, and I felt myself pull into the still of my inner world. I remained in the silvery darkness, the powerful stillness, and allowed myself to go deeper and deeper. Uncovering meaning in the moment. After simmering in this magic of the moon, the sun began to stretch his rays into the sky on the other side of the earth. The moon was still out and radiating her beauty, but the light of day began to step up. The garden still glowing silver, and with an added ingredient of a new day. The Eastern horizon kept grabbing my attention from the direction of the moon, so back and forth my open eyes veered. Back and forth my heart desired the illuminated darkness of the moon and the promised newness of the sun. Back and forth my soul gathered the radiance and wisdom of both.
By now, the sun had reached an equal billing of power as the moon. Both energies standing in perfect unity on this planet without one being greater than the other. This was a brief moment, but a profound moment that brought me to a place of balance I had not yet experienced. A place of balance within that gave me a fresh pair of eyes to view myself with, a new voice to forgive myself with, and a new door in my soul to open and explore the world within. This moment has been percolating for days, unfolding more and more of the whole picture that was in this moment of balance.
Then...it shifted...the moon kissed the sun and the sky good night, turned her attention away and began a journey downward. The sun grew in his power and the warmth began to glow. The leaves and fruits of my garden were caressed in golden morning rays as the shadows lightened underneath. A sense of rebirth, purity, new beginnings, and growth filled up the sky, the earth, the rest of the morning. What an incredible gift this time of year is, this autumn, this fall. It is delicious to the sense and food for the crafting of a soul.
As I have sat in the feelings and ideas and messages of that morning, I am in grand inspiration for the perfection of nature around us as it holds up a mirror to our soul....
How can we be in balance within us, holding the equal power of both the dark and the light?
How can we surrender to accepting and living our truth and not be out of balance with it?
How truly unwounded we are in the center of the light and the dark!
What do we need to let go of, and what do we need to let shine?
What can we do to feed the strength of our inner balance, so we root deeply into who we authentically are?
I invite you to journal your own thoughts or responses to these questions, and I challenge you to welcome the questions your soul asks after you answer these question. Blessed be!