Full Moon's Answer: The Blessing of Wholeness

A trusted guide and friend recently sent me out on a wander—a spiraling, time-travel wander to look at a certain aspect of myself as it has been present in each year of my life. Turning back a yearly notch at a time, my prayer was to ask the Land to describe to me what I was ready to see.

After a few hours, my timepiece told me my solitude window was up. I crossed my threshold, and assumed my wander was “over”. I headed back to my vehicle and only a few feet away walked suddenly into the discarded scraps of a life hunted—remains left for the the hungry beings of winter to eat and the Land to reclaim the rest.

With two friends, I went back to do ceremony with the remains of this Beloved the following morning. I wanted to honor her as the unexpected and still unfolding answer to my spiral prayer. Like the land she comes from this creature was a mama. Seeing the well-loved nipples of her teat penetrated deep into my own mama’s heart—this place where her own body had been transformed to nourish her babes. Now seeing her body completely surrendered to the Earth touched me at my core—magnified for me my struggles to accept the challenges of nourishing another life, my life.

My call on this month’s New Moon was to link with a heart anchor. My link is with the word holy—the link deepens as I apprentice to the idea of seeing the world as holy. Strangely, but perhaps appropriately, I have found my own deep fears rising up to meet this call. As if they are saying “Yes, please, honor us, honor us, as holy too. These wounds are holy. We are holy. This confusion is holy. This unknowing. This tension. This too. This too. Honor us. Feel us. It is not enough to see, you must feel us. For it is in feeling us as holy that you become whole,” they say. “For it is in feeling us as holy that you become whole.”

There is nothing that does not crave the blessing of holiness. All that has been discarded, denied comes forward to the magnet of my heart anchor: holiness.

And so, here is the wander invitation, take something you have discarded or denied onto the Land (it could be an idea or concept, or a symbolic item), or perhaps it is in going to a place on the Land that herself feels discarded or denied (possibly a dumping ground). Whatever you bring, you are bringing it to meet your own heart anchor. How does your heart anchor come into relationship with what has been discarded? How do they converse? Let your imagination and intuition supply you with whatever you need (material or otherwise) to create a place for this relationship to be nourished.