I’m waiting for that moon, tonight.
The full moon. The lunar eclipse riding in the Aquarius constellation. The autumn’s change moon that is supposed to shake things up, change my world, and rattle all the cages, freeing beasts and beauties alike.
I’m waiting for this fiery moon to rise.
Something has to change.
I’ve told friends that I’m tired of being single, that I’d like to have a “special someone” again. That I want a relationship with someone that I know is headed toward commitment, eventually.
That, someday, I want to get married again.
And they tell me to “be patient”, that love will find me when I least expect it.
But how does that happen when you don’t ever go out, meet new people, try new things & new places?
And no, I’m not going on the dating apps again. I’ve gotten into enough trouble for myself there.
But, you ask, to rely on the moon to change this…isn’t that stretching credulity a bit?
Not in my faith, it’s not.
Being Pagan, I look to the universe to hand me my cues, and yes, that means the moon’s cycles, the stars in the heavens, the ebb and flow of the seasons & the tides. The energies that I receive from contact with nature help me in more ways than one, and often.
Sometimes, I forget that.
So, tonight, I’m drawing in the moon, calling her light into myself, and bathing in the changes she is going to bring.
Because I am a child of that moon, those stars, this earth.
And I will honor and remember…
And try to be patient.