We’Moon Holy Days: Seasonal Blessings

In each edition of the We’Moon datebook, we feature one Holy Day writer who shares with us her unique perspectives of each of the eight holy days. This year, we have the pleasure of sharing the work of Susa Silvermarie. Turned 70 in 2017 and began a new life as an immigrant to Mexico. She blogs, writes for several local publications and runs as weekly Write-to-a-prompt circle as well as a Writers Salon. She enjoys volunteering with an art program for Mexican children and truly loves her life on the shore of Lake Chapala. "Seeking local kindred spirits—come on down!" Visit her website at susasilvermarie.com

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We'Moon: Gaia Rhythms for Womyn, the iconic astrological datebook, is a best-selling moon calendar, earth-spirited handbook in natural rhythms, and visionary collection of women's creative work, now in its 38th year of publication. www.wemoon.ws

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When a Wise Woman Passes
We are left to spread
her wisdom like seeds.
excerpt ¤ Sisterdiscordia 2016

In the Mirror of the Wheel, a woman of authority faces us. Her face changes and changes as we scry. When it settles, we look deep and admit everything. We let deep quiet uncover the power of our vulnerability. We listen for messages in the song of the fire, on the winds, in the sound of the river. We celebrate the unseen, and the non-doing nakedness of winter. We offer to the fire everything that is finished in our life from the old year. 

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Foxy Sunyata, Rainbow in the Void © Lindy Kehoe 2017 

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Enchanted Table 

See this old banquet table
Made of sacred oak wood
From a small Mediterranean island
Where the people still worship Artemis.
Legend has it that Saint Joan once ate here,
Gathering strenght
Before she went to capture Rheims.

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The sun reaches its highest point of the year, like the culmination of a full moon's waxing. In order to stay steady in this full solar power, we ground ourselves by inviting the earth and the sky to meet in our bodies. As stewards, we take stock of self and world. Has an old teacher, perhaps the Dragon of Not-Enough, melted in the fires during the first half of the solar wheel? We bow and thank her before turning to discover the new teacher, who, as the waxing year gives way to the waning, will wrench our perspective wider. 

Today we sit with the expansion of light, taking it in. To claim the new and larger boundary of our personal fire, we join it in ritual to that of others, and together, dance it outward. We make sacred ceremony not only for and with our immediate community, but for all our relations. The Lakota phrase mitákuye Oyásin reminds us, "I am related to all things, and all things are related to me." 

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The Fool

The Fool has followed me home,
in her coat of fresh delight—harlequin.

A cheerful choir of rainbow diamonds,
a thousand buttons close it.
She's sitting on the settee
opposite me, next to the dried sunflowers
that need flicking with a duster, or throwing out,
her happy little dog is grinning by her ankles.
She says: "I was born free,
on a beach, with giant turtles,
it was a very humbling experience." 
I snigger self consciously, I haven't got time for this,
I've got the 'to do' list to do, the bills to pay,
the hamster to take to market.

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Spring Equinox

 

Visual Lifesavers © Jennifer Smith 2008 

 

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Markswoman Blessing

May you honor the fire
behind your eyes.
May you release the arrow.
May you love your art to life.
excerpt © Shelly Anne Tipton Irish 2016

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