I’ve found myself in the habit of asking for help, especially from the moon. She is a great teacher. I follow her from dark moon, to waxing crescent, full moon, to waning crescent, and back again. She teaches how to empty, to rise, to grow into radiance, and to pare down, to return to what is real, and begin again.

The moon sometimes knows us better than we know ourselves. We belong to the earth, the sky, the stars, the Universe. Anyone who has ever spent good time in nature has seen that the forest hold our eternity in her arms. The trees know our names better than we do. Stargazing helps us to see better in the dark what must be seen. The lakes remember what we came here to do. The natural world holds the answers to our questions. All of them.

There was a lunar eclipse on the morning of October 8th. It’s considered a “blood moon”. The sun, earth, and moon line up in the sky. Not all the light of the sun is blocked by earth, a small amount curls around our planet and reaches towards the moon to give it a reddish glow – a blood moon.

During this eclipse, we are offered the chance to dig deep, to follow the roots down to what is real. Eclipses (and the days surrounding eclipses) give us the chance for upheaval of the best kind – the right kind. We get to shake out of our old clothes. We can re-route our lives.

I’m feeling this moon as one to bring our darknesses into light. Darkness is anything that has not been fully integrated into your experience. It’s the life that tried to happen, that tried to be expressed, that tried to become wisdom, but was somehow stopped. It’s not bad, it’s not wrong. It’s simply in the middle of it’s life cycle. It needs the brightness of your eyes, the steadiness of your gaze to complete it’s life.

What old stories are stuck in your throat? What did you bury with no plan to uncover? What is begging to be unearthed, tilled, and reseeded? What ugliness in you craves the warmth of your love? Give in. Give in. Love especially the ugly ones.

This full moon says that YOU ARE WHOLE. Darkness and all, YOU ARE WHOLE. Those buried away pieces of your heart are no less you than the ones you shine in daylight. We all have parts of our dear hearts that we place on the fronts of our vests, for all to see. Our beauties. We like these things.

But I am interested in the things that need our love the most. The ugly ones. What have you tried to cut away but grows back stronger than ever? What limb have you buried under red or black earth to hide it from even your own sight?

Call these mighty creatures back to you. Let the moon drop you closer to the earth. Dig down for what has been singing from underground. Unearth the ugly ones, the ones that need light, the ones that have been starved of love. Ask the moon for help.

Your wholeness is what matters, not the face you show when the sun is up. Under red moonlight, we are all gods and goddesses. We are all wildly beautiful.

With a Whole Heart,
Nicole