My moon teaches me about fear. He shows me how deep some emotions and fears are intertwined. Though even in the darkest hour of ruthless anxiety, my moon shines so beautifully bright and illuminates the path forward.
When moving into the next forthcoming dimension of ourselves we must be willing, to some degree, to shed the rigidity of our pre-conceived ideas and travel the distance of what we do not (already) know.
It is here, in the silence and noise of our lives, where we recognise ourselves as the authors of this world awakened. In these delicate moments of perception we begin to see our selves more for who we really are.
Perhaps this is a time to surrender to a deeper network of support, or to ceremonially part from a relationship that keeps us small, or a perspective of the world that creates more separation and dis-ease.