Dancing in a Moon Beam

Dancing in any moon beam will do, but twirling in a beam of a super moon during summer solstice is otherworldly and magical, perhaps a once or twice lifetime experience. I’ve jigged and waltzed under many a full moon, but never under the gaze of a super moon and the spell of the summer solstice. Ray Sette, psychic astrologer says for the June 23rd full moon:

 Our impending Full Moon is in the sign Capricorn; the sign of the Antarctic Ocean and blue-violet, of chiropractors and old churches. The 10th sign of the Zodiac governs our greatest endeavors and highest aspirations, our career and long-term goals.

 I can’t say I believe the messages of psychic astrologers, for I have trouble with believing in just astrologists, but I am a Capricorn born on January 7th and blue-violet is the color I’ve recently surmised must be added to an oil painting I’m nearly finished with. I’m also receiving cranial sacral therapy, a chiropractor kind of thing, and if I’m not all about living with a great endeavor and aspiring to my highest career goals at this age of my life, woe is me.

 Ray Sette also mentions the government being influenced by this special full moon. Ha! I won’t comment because I’m weary of NSA, drones, and Taliban wooing. I’ve come to feel like a voodoo doll stuck with the pins of too much information about perversity, greed, oppression, violence, and destruction. I read the news and get stuck with pins that I can’t pull out. I also get stuck with pins when a friend tells me she is gravely ill. I get stuck with pins when a development is going into our historic neighborhood that is solely based on greed. I get stuck with the pins of children dying or being abused at the hands of monsters. I even get stuck with the pins of jealous women. A voodoo web site says, The Voodoo straight pin, or thorn, is actually used  to attach something to the doll to make the doll represent, or even become, the person to whom it is targeted.

 When I was at my most prickly, I thought of the acupuncture treatments I’ve received that were used to stimulate certain meridian points in the body to generate healing. The acupuncture needles can be uncomfortable, even painful at times, but there is a healing response. Likewise, how can I receive the pricks of pain in my world that can generate healing but do not stay stuck in me to the point, a sharp point, to cause me to feel like a voodoo doll resembling sorrow and even hopelessness? I think also of the cross and the symbolic taking of all the pain and sorrow of the world upon Christ’s body.

It’s not simple, but to respond is our own, is it not? I am reminded of this saying,

To laugh often and much. To win the respect of intelligent people; And the affection of children. To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to leave the world a bit better; whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. ~ Harry Emnerson Fosdick.

 A Native American saying is thus, If we are wounded, we go to our mother and seek to lay the wounded part against her, to be healed. So I took my voodoo self out last night to my backyard and got unstuck by dancing in a super moon beam full of dream dust with fireflies as my partners.




About cynthianeale

My fourth novel in The Irish Dresser Series, The Irish Milliner, is being released by Fireship Press on June 2, 2017. The third book in the series is 'Norah, The Making of an Irish-American Woman in 19th Century New York,' (Fireship Press)) and two young adult historical fiction novels, 'The Irish Dresser' and 'Hope in New York City.' I have also written plays, essays, and short stories. I am a native of the Finger Lakes region in New York and now reside in New Hampshire. What do I especially enjoy? Reading, writing, Irish set dancing, waltzing, walking, learning about nature, some traveling, Irish sean nos dancing, art classes and painting, baking fanciful desserts, kayaking, growing flowers, creating events for food, dance, and fund raising, laughing until it hurts, and dreaming about possibilities.
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One Response to Dancing in a Moon Beam

  1. Nancy says:

    Of course you danced in the moonlight, and I am so much lighter for it! Thank you for this beautiful meditation.

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