The next program is scheduled for September 2021
My Son Sage and I would go moon hunting.
We would wander our neighborhood in the early evening and watch the sky. For Sage it was a game, to me it was magic in the making. I don’t remember anyone sharing the moon with me when I was younger, and I don’t remember when I started to notice myself. I wished to gift my son with the magic of the moon, to share with him the power of the natural and spiritual world.
My hope was that he would find ways to connect to his own spirit, and my deeper hope was he would begin to share his spiritual journey with me.
When my son Sage died in 2013, one month shy of his 11th birthday, I searched for the moon. I found the light in the sky and took solace in the waning moon, ebbing away from full. Sage was following moon magic and letting go. Each ritual that marked the weeks following his death was marked by a moon phase and it was the magic available in each phase that held me suspended in my earthbound body as my spirit reached towards the sky and beyond.
Many moon cycles have waxed and waned since and each has been my guide.
In times of change, transition, turmoil, or trauma, the moon can be a steady presence.
In times of expansion and growth, the moon can support you to tune in.
No matter what may be in my heart, shifting in my life, or present in my mind, I forever look to the sky and hunt by moonlight for the possibilities available to me.