The moon is bright before us. Before we had electricity, the moon lit the world at night. But only sometimes. She showed her full face, or just the profile as she turned away.
And yet, the moon is constantly orbiting the earth. His disappearance is an illusion. An illusion created by how much light he can catch upon his face.
The emotions change. The world around us changes. But we endure. We are still there. It looks like it is changing, but it is not. The light has long been a symbol of knowledge and enlightenment. We feel secure in our knowledge at times, and then, fall, as the light leaves us.
But still, we endure.
The constancy of the moon is not often sung – but I wish to remind us, that although she appears to leave us, she is always there. Her constancy is like a weight inside of me, grounding me to the energetic body. I feel my heart and mind coming together in understanding and acceptance.
It is the right key for me to move another step along the road.
The moon gives me acceptance of change.
It allows me to shake off the guilt of moods.
It is constant, like the pulse of the universe in my blood cells.
I accept the moon into my heart, with a smile.
I have looked upon its face with wonder at its ever changing beauty.
Change is all around us. There is nothing that sits still and is set.
Except us. We label, we name, we describe, we make a belief around the very nature of life, and then we discuss it to make sure we know what we are talking about and others also know, and if they do not, then we will teach them, the ‘right’ way. And the moon keeps changing her face. The earth keeps turning, the wind keeps blowing, the leaves keep falling, the rains keep falling, the rivers keep flowing, the birds keep singing.
Look at this link, page 25, of the chapter ‘moony’ by D. H. Lawrence.
Desperate we are, vicious in our need to assert the ‘I’. All we can do is break. And yes, when we break, the person we thought we were disappears, and someone else remains in their place.
The moon, when I feel it, is not male or female to me. So perhaps I will shift its gender depending on the context.
