The pull of the full moon was strong this week. I keep up with the phases of the moon on a regular basis, but this week, I could tell the full moon was powerful without the use of phases or almanacs or signs. The moon revealed herself this week through nature…not nature as related to trees and the outdoor element, but through the nature of people.
Funny, the derivation of the word ‘Lunacy’ comes from the response of people’s spirit, nature, moods and energies to the moon phases. “Moonstruck” is what this word meant in Latin. I got a good strong taste of it this week.
Let me preface this by saying that I have had to implement some major lifestyle changes this week. After a trip to the ER last weekend, I was told that if I didn’t put ‘healthier lifestyle choices’ into place, that my partner might be waking up next to a dead body sooner than later. That was both a jolt and a slap in the back of the head at the same time. Of course, my thought process on this was, “Ok, let’s do this.” I didn’t give myself a choice….I didn’t look at other options…it just has to be done.
Dieting can be stressful enough as it is, but when you have to allow for everyone else’s feelings and how they are responding to major changes, it can become even more stress inducing. Tuesday night, my partner and I had a huge fight….about stupid things. It boiled down to one thing, he was scared. He wasn’t just scared about the fact that if I didn’t make changes, I wouldn’t be here long, he was scared of what was to come. He has grown comfortable with me being heavy. He has become used to my lethargy and lack of motivation. Change can definitely be hard on the person that it directly affects, but it can also be a challenge for those indirectly affected too.
I normally try not to go to bed angry, but I did. I stewed all day Wednesday. When I got home from work Wednesday, I was still irked….perturbed. As stood outside, I called on the wind. Might have been just an eensy bit of a mistake….the elements do tend to feed off of our energies. The wind picked up and whipped and lashed and became cold quickly. I didn’t have one bit of issue with that….it fit my mood. Rather than go into the condo right away, I decided to walk into the woods. I leaned against a tree…I sat down on the ground as my back rolled down the bark of the tree. I knew I needed to release that anger. It accomplished nothing…the argument was stupid. It was an argument rooted in fear. I utilized the power of the wind to blow that anger off of me.
Did we make up? Yes. Was there understanding? Yes. More than anything, though, it was about release….letting that energy flow out and away from us.
As I took Friz into the woods this morning, my mind raced. This week was a week full of anniversaries of deaths, birthdays of those who have gone on, high energies and emotions. As we settled down on the ground, I could feel the coolness of the earth beneath me. The heartbeat is faint. The earthmother is in her death-sleep…waiting for spring. Friz climbs into the circle inside my legs. He curls in tight and looks up at me with sleepy eyes. I rub under his cheek and leans into it and sighs deeply. I start to rub his body with long sweeping strokes…breathing in and out deeply as I do. His body completely relaxes…his trust for me is evident by the way his body feels against me. It is much the same way I feel when I lean against a tree or lie against the ground.
My friend Cindy said it best,
We together are a tapestry…but one silver thread connects the Goddess and you. If it’s cut…all will unravel. Enforce it tonight…make it strong.
In that moment in the woods, I realized that it was all about release. As I released my own energy into the body and spirit of my little blue chihuahua, I felt his own energy meet mine. Together…combined with that of the Goddess, the Earthmother…we felt the scales of emotion move into balance. This morning was about my friend, my comrade and companion…who never seems to ask for anything. His happiest moments come from just being close to me. As we made our way back to the condo, I made a commitment…today would be about release. I would pour my energy into those who needed it most.
We had planned last night to go today to the Atlanta Pet Expo. It was a fun way to get to see other people’s animals and to see pet foods and products. As we pulled into the parking lot, I could already feel the animals pulling on my energy. As we walked, I would stop and talk to those dogs that seemed to call out to me. We wandered through booth after booth…the newest cat litters, pet clothes, grain free dog foods… as we visited the booths and I stopped for the different pets, we could see the rescue areas in the distance. I could feel the pull.
Years ago when I worked with holistic vet, I was trained and attuned in Reiki…I started the training focusing on humans, but my final trainings and attunements concentrated on animals. I can and will do Reiki for humans, but would rather and feel more at ease working with animals. As I rounded the corner of the first lot of rescue cages…I felt that little nudge…I could hear my inner voice telling me that now it was time for release….and so it started. As I moved from cage to cage, from dog bed to cat bed, I performed Reiki on each one of the rescues I encountered.
The stresses and fears that sometimes our pets and familiars feel are sometimes enough to drive us crazy…not knowing how to fix those things. The stresses and fears of those in limbo…shifted from foster home to foster home…waiting for that one person or family that will love and watch over you for the rest of your life…so many animals wound tighter than an overused wristwatch.
I slowly started to release my energy into them…one by one. Sometimes the emotions that overtook me were overwhelming. I left more than one animal with tears streaming down my face. No. I can’t save them all, but I can impart a bit of my own magick into them. Many come into this world because of the carelessness and selfishness of us and then become throwaways.
I turned around to see a little chihuahua shivering in his kennel. So much fear was present. I had to start slow. I rubbed his back through the bars. He relaxed. I rubbed more….he leaned back, sitting on his rear and eyes closed. Then I took him out. As I massaged and cuddled and poured into this little guy, he started making a low moaning sigh. I finished and put him back into the kennel with a prayer that soon he would know the comfort of a lap and the warmth of sleeping next to someone who would love him completely. With tears streaming, I silently wished I owned a farm where the leftovers could come and live…always surrounded in comfort, always surrounded in love.
When I look at the four leggeds and the winged ones…I always see them as the ones who held magick first. I see them as the ones who don’t out grow it or stop believing. The Goddess can communicate with them purely and without anything getting in the way.
I make a commitment. This commitment is the result of having loved several cats over my lifetime, an australian shepherd named Patches, and a little blue chihuahua. As long as I am able to pour energy and love into any animal I come in contact with…each animal that meets my eye or sniffs my hand will know love, completely and fully, if only for the moment that we have together.
You can blame it on the moon. She started it.