Pray to the Moon when She is round,
Luck with you will then abound,
What you seek for shall be found
On the sea or solid ground.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Mourning Moon: Back to Baking

"Cook for the Sun, bake for the Moon. This is what we do..."

Full Moon Sandwich Cookies.
Full Moon Sandwich Cookies.
Mourning Moon, Frosty Moon. Back to baking for the Esbats. Lady Moon posesses the sky now, so we bake. Even this morning, with its sky still dark as pitch & heavy with crystallized fog, there She was, hanging low in the Northwest as if to say, "Good morning! I'll see you again very soon... when He goes back to sleep." Yes, very soon indeed. The sunlit days are fleeting this far North.

For the offerings: Chocolate spice sandwich cookies with bittersweet & white chocolates, a glass of hot mulled cider with a cinnamon stick on the side (a splash of Tuaca makes this divine, but we withheld this night... it is too easy -- & too common in this place -- to drink the Darkness away). Hugs & grateful happiness. Children munching in coats & jammies, noses running. This night in the sharp cold, we hold our family very close & give thanks for the gift of togetherness. 

Then, into the car to buy catfood, cold treatments & (yet another) copy of the Book of the Law...

The Frosty Mourning Moon peeks through the birch trees, 2012.
The Frosty Mourning Moon peeks through the birch trees, 2012.
(oh, but to have a tripod! such shivering in the Dark can foil the paparazzi!)

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