|Super Moon 2013, as seen in the high desert sky.|
It took me a long time & many years of waiting to find the right partner. This made for a late marriage & ultimately qualified me for the unflattering title of "mature" mother. But I wouldn't have it any other way. He's a keeper.
Life & ways have been complicated & challenging in recent weeks. Here, at the high desert homestead in Utah, our Lady Moon was received in the simple, familiar way we might receive a close friend: a glass of red wine & good company. Little Lad asked me early in the evening if he & I might step outside together after the baby was asleep to sit in the Moon's light. He worked diligently to remain awake & make it so -- I actually didn't think he would have the stamina, but his will prevailed.
|The Empress, from|
The Baroque Bohemian Cats' Tarot
by Alex Ukolov & Karen Mahony
of Baba Studio.
I had brought two decks of tarot cards outside with us. Bathing, high-altitude, desert-style, in the bright light of the swollen Super Moon, we each drew a card, asking the Moon what She might have to tell us that night. Little Lad drew the Empress. The mother.
I drew the Four of Swords. But that is another story, for another time. Perhaps when the demands are fewer & the internet is more reliable.
In the Far North, my husband was loyally keeping to tradition. Freshly returned from the Alaska community Summer Solstice brew-haha (pun intended) he picked up the observances where I could not. This is the message he sent to me last night:
"I love you. I made Spruce Tip Shortbread as an offering, paired with the (Pagan Brewer's) Guild's Orange Hibiscus Maple Mead. That combo felt right. I miss you and will be searching the sky for our link, Miss Luna."
|Super Moon offerings, 2013.|
Spruce tip shortbread & hibiscus maple mead.
Thank you. There are no words, just Love.
Wishing my people & non-people the very best for this great season, during the greatest Moon of the year & remember: always keep your "keepers" close to your heart.